One fine morning at the car lot we watched several police cars fly by, lights and sirens on, and my brilliant remark, "Wow, must be a sale at the donut shop" got a laugh from all present.
Later in the day I learn Skyler was hit on his bicycle and airlifted to the hospital. He was the brother of one of my son's girlfriend. Skyler recovered and wasn't left with lifelong problems.
I'm still bothered by my quip whenever I think of police and EMTs seeing a child laying in the street by a twisted bicycle and having to deal with the whole horrible scene.
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Strong story.
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