And the Other One

This one I wrote all by myself:

Around the bend…60 miles an hour. Ish. 

Sunlight ends abruptly. 

Large patch of shadow = ice. 

I no longer have control. It doesn’t seem quite real and I reach down to put it into four wheel drive. Which, of course, makes no difference. I scream—loud long screaming screaming screaming it doesn’t feel like I’ll ever quit screaming and I feel the Blazer flip. 

I’m upside down. 

Right side up. 

Upside down again. Maybe a few more times I have no idea because suddenly

            I’m stopped.

                                     On all four wheels.

The baby is crying screaming frantically screaming as loud as I probably was. 

I still can’t believe we’re alive and I just want the baby to be quiet but maybe he’s hurt?                                                                           Ohshitohshitohshit.

He stops crying as soon as his pudgy hands touch the steering wheel. I look out beyond the window and I’m stunned by the sudden quiet. There’s a semi waaaaaaay up there am I in a ravine? What the hell happened? 

Cell phone has no service of course because I didn’t pay the bill. I try to call someone anyway but a customer service rep gets snooty at me when I tell him in one desperate pleading breath that I just want to call my dad and I don’t care if he can contact the police for me I don’t want to talk to them I want to talk. to. my. dad. Fuck you I say and hang up but closing the flip phone is less satisfying than slamming an old school phone into the receiver. 

I guess I better get out of the Blazer. How am I alive? Did this really happen?