It was after 3pm that it happened. I was going slow, and being very cautious, (trust me!) All of a sudden, the car started to swerve to the right, I tried to recover, then it started to skid, and I lost control of the car. It was spinning to the right before it hit the guardrail on my right, head on.
Everything happened in a split second. The world seemed so different after the airbags came out. The smell of it made me nauseous, the smoke blurred my eyes. The first thing that came into my mind was, "Please God, don't let anything happen to Ada!!" I asked her, and she answered me. She was conscious, she was alive, to me that was the most important thing at that time. But, how come there's blood on my seat?
It wasn't from me, it wasn't from Ada, it was from Mop Mop.
The airbag must have hit him... there were blood stains around his right eye, and he looked traumatized. What if he loses his sight? What if his brain is damaged? What if...?
I tried to be calm. I called the police, but couldn't tell them our exact location. Then a good Samaritan came along, from God. His name's Rob. The first thing that he said to us was, "Let me talk to them".
I remember I uttered "God help!" when the car was spinning. He answered my request, He sent forth help.
My ex-beau, "weathered by the storm"
