Teaser of new work:
Joanne Martina blasted her car’s ac on freezing, her radio at level 10, and her eyes one the road. With two children in the back of that minivan it was a wonder that Joanne could even focus on the road, or the radio. Yelling and screaming, yelling and screaming, that’s all they did. Every car ride, not a moment’s rest. They were on their way to go and pick up the kid’s sister from work. They only had one car so they all had to bear each other for a few minutes anytime they had to go somewhere. Two minutes to go, and jeez, Joanne has started to shake, and shake. She wouldn’t stop, not of her own accord. She pulled over on the side of the road and called someone to pick up the kids, and an ambulance feeling a large pain in her chest, and in her head. Her shaking got to a point of where she would be hurt badly if she didn’t stop. The two kids in the back were frightened by it all and called their sister though the phone, asking what the number was for 911. Their sister walked over to where they were in the same amount of time that it took for the ambulance to get there, and for Joanne to become unconscious. Then....
To be continued....