THEY SMASHED UP THINGS AND CREATURES

"Well, I tried to swing the wheel --" He broke off, and suddenly I guessed at the truth.

"Was Daisy driving?"

"Yes," he said after a moment, "but of course I'll say I was.  You see, when we left New York she was very nervous and she thought it would steady her to drive -- and this woman rushed out at us just as we were passing a car coming the other way.  It all happened in a minute but it seemed to me that she wanted to speak to us, thought we were somebody she knew.  Well, first Daisy turned away from the woman toward the other car, and then she lost her nerve and turned back.  The second my hand reached the wheel, I felt the shock -- it must have killed her instantly…Anyhow -- Daisy stepped on it.  I tried to make her stop but she couldn't so I pulled on the emergency brake.  Then she fell over into my lap and I drove on."

Myrtle's Last Words

            I couldn't stay there.

            I couldn't stay there any longer.

            A life in a cage was not my desire

            For my life with George.

            The image he gave me, a gentleman;

            Nothing but a fraud behind

            A borrowed suit.

            But here comes Tom.

            Here comes my hero,

            Speeding to rescue me.

            Your threats don't scare me, George.

            Tom will protect me.

            Stop, Tom!  Take me with you!

            It's you I love!

            Why isn't he stopping?

            Wait, it's not…

- Clare