The car has come to a stop upside down, and looking to my left, I see the truck that hit us several feet away. It’s a big truck.
Amber is screaming in the back seat, which is good, right? At least it means she’s alive. Her mom is limp next to me though, and there’s blood dripping down her hair. “Oh, God” I whisper.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY - TWO
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