One scuffed tennis shoe lies on the blacktop in a scatter of shattered glass and twisted metal. Beyond, I see a chunk of plastic from a blue vehicle.
I slow and swerve into the opposite lane on the narrow country road, like a racecar driver trying to avoid a wreck that happened milliseconds ahead. No one has come to clean up the debris yet.
Was the accident caused by a deer or cow wandering into the space occupied by a speeding car? I will never know, for I am a newcomer and my neighbors do not speak to me.
I slow and swerve into the opposite lane on the narrow country road, like a racecar driver trying to avoid a wreck that happened milliseconds ahead. No one has come to clean up the debris yet.
Was the accident caused by a deer or cow wandering into the space occupied by a speeding car? I will never know, for I am a newcomer and my neighbors do not speak to me.
