TITLE: I'll Love You Until
GENRE: Women's fiction
It's almost impossible to explain the way impact feels. I can say the sound of metal crunching as another car's fender molds around your own is insanely loud, because it is. And I can say your eardrums and the rest of your body ache long after impact, because they do. But it's difficult to fully understand how your body feels, to comprehend the way your heart pounds in your chest with such force you think it's going to tear right through your skin, unless it has actually happened to you.
Unfortunately, it did happen to me.
And as I stood there on the corner in my pajamas, watching tire after tire crush the sparking shards of glass into the pavement while waiting for the police, only one thing kept going through my mind. This would only happen to me.
Until a particular car drove by, that is. The driver resembled an ex I hadn't seen in years, which was when my thoughts shifted from to a much more important thought to consider - could it be?
An hour after impact, the police finally arrived, and minutes later I climbed into my glass-littered car. There was even glass in what had been a full cup of coffee. Needless to say, the controls on my radio were fried.
Naturally, I did what anyone would do when driving from the scene of an accident. I picked up my phone and made a call.