The Miss
(this happened a week ago Friday to a fellow teacher and friend
of mine named Phyllis. I thought it was quite a story and she
got on the tv news in Utah)
Late
night as
her husband
drove them through an
intersection, there
came barreling at them
a drunk with his truck lights off!
He ripped off their car’s front end at
the point where their feet touched the floorboard.
In one sliced second, Phyllis missed sure death.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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