It happened like a dream.
One moment, Curtis was walking towards Lara with the hot corn dogs she had wanted to eat, and the next, his body was slicing through the air as a car rammed into him.
Lara screamed, her hands trembling as she opened the door. She ran towards his splayed body, and the car that hit Curtis revved back, turned around, and ran.
Lara didn't care. Her heart was pushing violently again her chest, and her vision was blurry as tears streamed down her face.
"Curtis. Curtis. Look at me. Please look at me. Baby please. Open your eyes," she yelled as she shook him, but her husband remained unconscious.
Lara was crying hard now, and the pain was threatening to engulf her. Blood was starting to pool at the back of Curtis's head, and the sight made Lara feel sick.
"Please. Help. Somebody...save my husband," she stuttered. Her entire body had gone suddenly light, and she couldn't breathe.
