Saturday, March 22, 2008

Past the Wreckage

Deb:

The accident scene was littered with broken glass and metal parts from the two crunched cars. As the traffic finally moved under the direction of one of the police officers on the scene, I slowly careened past the wreckage. Everyone gawked as they drove beside the ruins of the automobiles, but I had seen enough. I kept my eyes on the road ahead thankful that it hadn’t been me.

4 comments:

The Bunns said...

So is Freckles and all of us!!!!

nipper said...

I never heard of "slowly careening" before! HOPPY EASTER!!

archi ann said...

Yes we are glad you are safe but sorry about what's to come when you get home :(

Sorry I've missed reading the last couple weeks. I've missed it!

Angel said...

I perfectly understand you!