A truck hit her just before she could place the phone close to her ear, with glass shattering and flying around it felt as if time was slowed down as she watched her phone slip off her hand, watched as her windshield shattered moving in a zigzag motion as if thou coordinated. ****************************************************************** She was brought back to reality as she looked around at the empty restaurant. She got her purse; stood up and walked over to the exit. She paused for a minute and placed her hand on her neck; taking hold of the necklace she wore which belonged to Logan. She smiled as tears rolled down her cheeks then she proceeded as she took her walk in black. ******************************************************************