The crash of splintering glass became the sound of a rushing wind, and the world went very dark.Īllie didn’t know what to make of all this quite yet. They felt the windshields against their foreheads, then in an instant, they had each passed through. The impact launched them forward, they both felt the punch of inflating air bags-but at such a high speed, and with no seat belts, the air bags did little to slow their momentum. It all happened so fast that neither of them thought or felt much of anything. Their lives didn’t quite flash before them there was no time. It ran over the metal, the front left tire blew, and Nick’s father lost control of the car.Īs the Mercedes careened over the double yellow line, into oncoming traffic, both Allie and Nick looked up and saw the other’s car moving closer very quickly. About a dozen cars had avoided it, but the Mercedes wasn’t so lucky. As it was a car meant for four, and there were five passengers, there was no seat belt for Nick.Īlso on the road was a small piece of sharp steel, dropped by a scrap metal truck that had been loaded to the brim.
His brother and sister, who sandwiched him on either side, kept intentionally jostling his elbows, which caused the molten chocolate to smear all over his face. In the center backseat of the Mercedes, dressed for his cousin’s wedding, sat Nick, trying to eat a chocolate bar that had been sitting in his pocket for most of the day. She had just taken off her seat belt to adjust her blouse. She was arguing with her father about how loud the radio should be playing. In the front passenger seat of the Toyota sat Alexandra, Allie to her friends. On the Way to the Light… On a hairpin turn, above the dead forest, on no day in particular, a white Toyota crashed into a black Mercedes, for a moment blending into a blur of gray.
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