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By K.C. Adams
May 28, 2008, 17:53
“Well, if you don’t get here soon, I’m afraid dear old Elisa Bennet might just detach her jaw and swallow poor Roark whole. What a shame too, being he’s in this great sweater that brings out those Irish green eyes. Which, by the way, have been looking for you nonstop since the moment he walked in.”
“Kate, stop it.” She squinted in the glare of headlights as a car approached and passed. Blinking, she peered back through the window. Since when had so much snow fallen? There were banks of it on either side of the highway, which gleamed an icy black in her high beams. She heard static and her sister’s voice.
“Kate? You there?”
“Kenzie? Hey, well I guess the reception’s fading out. So just give us a call when you get a little closer, ok? And don’t worry, I’ll makre sure Elisa keeps her claws out of O’Riley. Love ya.” Then, nothing. Swearing, Kenzie snatched the phone off the stand and pressed redial. The busy tone sounded in her ear.
“Great, just great.” She sighed, slipping the phone into her jacket pocket. A glance at the clock radio took her eyes from the road for only a second. But it was enough.
Her first thought at seeing the huge, twelve point buck in the middle of the road was that she’d never finished the movie Bambi after seeing his mom get shot. Then, panic shoved in and a scream ripped its way from her throat. She reacted by instinct, slamming on the brakes and laying on the horn. The deer merely lifted its head and stared into her lights.
He wasn’t going to move.
The thought slammed into her as her brakes locked, the tires loosing all sense of traction and giving into the spin as easily as if she were ice-skating on a rink. In her head, she’d stopped screaming, but the sound continued, a never-ending shriek as she twisted the wheel in the direction of the skid, in sheet desperation. She caught a flash of tan and white as her 4Runner slipped around and slammed into the deer. Metal and glass crunched, her wheels singing in shrill protest as they struggled to grab on to anything. But the road was a sheet of black ice, dangerous as it was beautiful. Then, the back of her vehicle dropped and the headlights shot up, illuminating the sky. The last thing she saw were the flakes falling gracefully towards her in a fierce frenzy before a sharp flash of pain at the back of her head.
Then, there was nothing but darkness and cold.
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