A couple of days ago I got a text message from a friend asking if I’d seen his Facebook post.
No, but it didn’t take long to find which one he was talking about!
“Feeling bruised sore but VERY VERY THANKFUL!!!!” said the first post, and after that he had shared an explanation from his wife. Part of it reads, “our Prado was hit by a drunk driver as we drove through Mangaweka causing it to 360 roll, coming to a stop in front of oncoming traffic”. Continue reading “What Shall We Do With the Drunken Drivers?”
The rain came quickly.
Water blanketed the already dark city and overwhelmed drivers; the sheets of water making the roads fade and almost disappear. Bright flashes of red pushed through the haze as cars braked and slowed to half the 100k limit.
He was barely visible in his hoodie and black trackpants, walking north with the traffic.
Only on the corners did headlights catch a glimpse of his outline, hunched over and alone.
The light steam rising from his shoulders wasn’t just because of the heat he’d worked up from the ever rising path, it was a sign of his frustration, his hatred for a world that had shut him out.
He was 17 with no destination but forward.
The blue Holden had no time to stop, even after the thud of flesh against metal when instinct hit in and foot went to brake, the car skidded taking its victim with it.
The driver already had his door open before he’d completely pulled back on the hand brake, rushing to see what he’d hit.
The body was slumped against the curb, alive but dazed. The car, now twisted to its left, was completely blocking the northbound lane, traffic heading south slowly stopping as they realised something was wrong.
Calls came for an ambulance and help arrived to the figure in black. The driver was more confused than anything else, asking where this boy had come from.
Had he walked out in traffic on purpose? Or was he simply blinded by the rain?
A spiderweb of light flashed above as thunder rolled around the hills.
17, with about that many broken bones. 17, but at least he’ll have a place to sleep tonight.