my next door neighbor Skip page 8 by ric Gustafson
Archie sat down in his plush brown office chair, turned on some quiet music and closed his eyes to relax. The meeting with a new client was long and he was now very tired. He opened his cell phone and dialed a number. " Hi honey". He yawned. " I'm going to start for home now".
" Be careful" Edna replied. " I hear it's getting pretty icy out there".
Archie put his coat on and walked out to their Caravan. He started it and then began to try and scrape the ice off of it. Because of the icy roads, he decided to take the Interstate home. As he pulled out of the parking lot, he turned on the radio loudly so he could stay awake.
As he turned onto the entrance ramp for the Interstate, he could tell the road was very icy. Even with the minivan going only fifteen miles an hour, he was already starting to fishtail. As he fishtailed, Archie tried to push hard on the steering wheel to try and straighten it out. As the minivan began to spin around on the ice, Archie could see lights on both sides of it.
Archie could see the minivan spinning toward a large guardrail. " God, save me". Seconds before the minivan hit the guardrail, Archie saw a young man wearing a baseball cap standing between the guardrail and the minivan. " Skip".
The Caravan hit the guardrail hard. Archie's glasses flew off his head and he could feel his head hitting the steering wheel. Then all went black.
research help: original story
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
No comments:
Post a Comment