Different thoughts swam in Peter's head as he drove along the road. His wife's appeal to allow his only son come home with them kept disturbing him and this made him dizzy. He tried hard to concentrate on his driving but he suddenly became dizzy and he slept off without stopping the car.
Sarah woke up to the noises of people shouting on top of their voices and on realizing the cause of their noise, she jerked her husband awake.
A lorry was approaching the car and Peter had to do something fast. Sarah was crying and praying already when Peter suddenly swerved right and got the car to the other lane. This swift move made Sarah bump her head into the side of the car and she fainted. As Peter wanted to march on the brakes, he mistakenly stepped on the accelerator. The car lurched forward and headed for the bush. Peter made frantic efforts to avert the impending disaster but it was too late. The beautiful Range Rover crashed into a huge oak tree and halted. Immediately the car stopped, people came running towards the car.
"Dial 911", someone shouted as they raced to the car.
Minutes later, an ambulance arrived and the couple were evacuated from the wrecked car to a waiting ambulance.
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'Emergency!!!", someone shouted as two stretchers were wheeled into the hospital. A man emerged from a room tagged consulting room and approached the nurses sitting at the reception and asked if anyone had indicated that he was related to the couple that were just brought in and they responded in the negative.
Suddenly, the door to the main building burst open and a man clad in a yellow suit rushed in, panting.
"Where is my brother? Where is he?", he asked.
The doctor approached him and asked,
"Are you related to the people that were just brought in?", he asked.
"Yes, I am", he replied.
"Who are you to him", the doctor asked.
"
I am his biological brother, Craig Richardson".
"If that is the case, you will have to sign some papers before the surgery can be carried out", said the doctor.
"No problem, can I sign them now?".
"Why not".
The doctor took him to his office and walked to the cupboard sitting at the end of the room. He opened it and brought out some papers before slamming it shut. He gave them to the man in suit and indicated some places where the man would append his signature. Five minutes later, the couple were wheeled into the theatre for surgery.
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Recurring Tears
General Fiction"DO NOT TRY US ELSE YOU'LL PAY WITH YOUR HEAD " the note screamed. Tears, murder, disagreement, discord, treachery, and any other vices you can think of all entailed in one piece of writing. A tragedy that brings hundreds!!!! Note: If you are not s...
