The truck swerved dangerously, the back tires sliding as he fought to regain control. For a terrifying moment, the world spun in a blur of snow and headlights. Gritting his teeth, Allan steadied his grip and eased the wheel, forcing the truck back onto the road with trembling hands.
His chest heaved, fear lingering in the pit of his stomach as he pressed on. The fawn needed help, and there was no room for hesitation. Steeling himself again, Allan focused on the road ahead, every nerve on edge as he drove carefully toward the vet, determined not to fail.