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Sal turned around. The street was empty. The window was whole.

Sal peered through the glass. There, embedded not in the surface, but deep within the laminate layer between the two panes of safety glass, was a shape. A tiny, intricate skeleton. No bigger than a thumb. It looked like a fetal dragon—curled wings, a serrated spine, and a snout full of needles. auto glass repair holbrook

He gave Mr. Kravitz a new windshield—free of charge, standard green-tint, no anomalies. He told the old man the old one had “delaminated badly.” Sal turned around