March 21, 2011

An Accident Not Waiting to Happen. Fibonacci 73

An Accident Not Waiting to Happen
1     I/
       1     pulled/
2     out of/
3    Thornton's gas station, /
5     my last stop of the evening,/
8     high-test coffee aromatic beside me, groceries in the/
13   trunk. I checked the rear view mirror and saw clear roads all the/
21   way back to the traffic light.  Ahead to my right was an Explorer waiting to enter Shelbyville Road.  All quiet on/
34   the eastern front, until I felt myself bathed in light from the Explorer and caught a glimpse of its grill in my peripheral vision. I swerved, stepped on the gas, saved myself by inches.
by Mary Cartledgehayes

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