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Laura's Oakley goggles had misted up on the inside. She could hardly see a thing.
“Come on or we’ll lose the others!” Marcus shouted from somewhere down the slope.
“I’m coming!” Laura called. She heaved herself upright, only to overbalance and topple over again. Luckily there was enough fresh snow to cushion her fall. She struggled back to her feet, but her snowboard had a mind of its own and shot off sideways.
