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darted from the incoming train to Beth’s calm and oblivious composure. “Stop! Stop the car!” he screamed, scaring even himself.
Beth, in a moment of sheer panic, swerved violently towards a parked car. Cole felt his heart skip a beat and he flailed around for something to hold onto. Beth recovered inches from impact and jammed the steering wheel back the other way in a squeal of tires. “What’s wrong with you?!!” she shouted. “Are you trying to kill us?”
Cole took a second to find his breath. “No. You just have to stop this car right now. Please! Pull over.” He looked out the window at the station to see the train pulling in, screeching to a halt.
“Why? Why do you need me to stop?”
“Just stooooop!!!!” He lunged across the car, grabbing at the steering wheel as the whispering clouded his thoughts. All he knew was that this car had only seconds to stop. The car swerved wildly down the middle of the street as Beth fought him off, but he had the wheel in an iron grip.
“What are you doing? Let go!” Beth yelled terrified, struggling to stay on the road. A car pulled around the corner, heading towards them. It accelerated, but at the sight of them, screeched to a halt, helpless to get out of the way.
At the sight of the oncoming car, a rational thought finally crossed Beth’s mind and she slammed on the brakes. At the same time, they were passing a side street and she yanked the wheel to the right, missing the bumper of the other car by inches. At last, they came to a stop by the side of the road.
Cole jumped back from the steering wheel and spun around to look at the train as it came to rest in the station. Relieved of the agreement, he collapsed into his seat, breathing hard, just now absorbing what he had done. He glanced over at Beth who was staring frozen out the windshield, knowing she would not stay like that forever. He cringed from the thought of what was about to happen when the shock wore off.
The car they nearly hit pulled up beside them. The window rolled down and the driver leaned out. “You crazy bitch! Learn how to drive! You’re lucky I’m in a rush to get somewhere.” And with that final word he took off, tires squealing on the pavement.
This seemed to snap Beth out of her trance. When the other car pulled around the corner she turned, slowly, to face Cole. And then exploded.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Were you trying to get us killed? You little psychotic brat! Answer me!!!” A new vein had found its way to the forefront of her forehead and, as her face reddened, it threatened to burst.
“I just wanted you to stop the car.” Cole felt tiny in his seat and his voice sounded very weak. He could not shrink up close enough to his door.
“Why?! What was so important that was worth risking my life? Huh? What?”
“I was going to throw up. I think I was car sick. I didn’t want to get it all over the place. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
“Yeah I’d say so,” Beth taunted menacingly, but her pulsing vein had diminished. “You had better never even think of coming near this steering wheel again. Got it? Actually, no, go sit in the back seat. Out of reach. Now! I can’t even stand to look at you right now.”
Cole climbed out of the passenger seat and got into the backseat.
“Third row!” Beth roared.
Cole went to the seat all the way in the back of the minivan.
“Good,” Beth said. “Now we can go. And if you feel queasy again, just say so.”
Cole said nothing. The minivan pulled away from curb and he was surprised to find it, a few minutes later, pulling in front of the hospital. He was sure his outburst had ruined his chances of Beth doing him any favors, but here they were.
“Get out, you little psycho,” Beth said angrily.
Cole obliged, avoiding eye contact, and strode ahead of her, heading straight to his mother’s room. She appeared to awaken at the sound of his entrance.
“Hey, Mom,” he whispered.
“He-.”
Beth, in a moment of sheer panic, swerved violently towards a parked car. Cole felt his heart skip a beat and he flailed around for something to hold onto. Beth recovered inches from impact and jammed the steering wheel back the other way in a squeal of tires. “What’s wrong with you?!!” she shouted. “Are you trying to kill us?”
Cole took a second to find his breath. “No. You just have to stop this car right now. Please! Pull over.” He looked out the window at the station to see the train pulling in, screeching to a halt.
“Why? Why do you need me to stop?”
“Just stooooop!!!!” He lunged across the car, grabbing at the steering wheel as the whispering clouded his thoughts. All he knew was that this car had only seconds to stop. The car swerved wildly down the middle of the street as Beth fought him off, but he had the wheel in an iron grip.
“What are you doing? Let go!” Beth yelled terrified, struggling to stay on the road. A car pulled around the corner, heading towards them. It accelerated, but at the sight of them, screeched to a halt, helpless to get out of the way.
At the sight of the oncoming car, a rational thought finally crossed Beth’s mind and she slammed on the brakes. At the same time, they were passing a side street and she yanked the wheel to the right, missing the bumper of the other car by inches. At last, they came to a stop by the side of the road.
Cole jumped back from the steering wheel and spun around to look at the train as it came to rest in the station. Relieved of the agreement, he collapsed into his seat, breathing hard, just now absorbing what he had done. He glanced over at Beth who was staring frozen out the windshield, knowing she would not stay like that forever. He cringed from the thought of what was about to happen when the shock wore off.
The car they nearly hit pulled up beside them. The window rolled down and the driver leaned out. “You crazy bitch! Learn how to drive! You’re lucky I’m in a rush to get somewhere.” And with that final word he took off, tires squealing on the pavement.
This seemed to snap Beth out of her trance. When the other car pulled around the corner she turned, slowly, to face Cole. And then exploded.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Were you trying to get us killed? You little psychotic brat! Answer me!!!” A new vein had found its way to the forefront of her forehead and, as her face reddened, it threatened to burst.
“I just wanted you to stop the car.” Cole felt tiny in his seat and his voice sounded very weak. He could not shrink up close enough to his door.
“Why?! What was so important that was worth risking my life? Huh? What?”
“I was going to throw up. I think I was car sick. I didn’t want to get it all over the place. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
“Yeah I’d say so,” Beth taunted menacingly, but her pulsing vein had diminished. “You had better never even think of coming near this steering wheel again. Got it? Actually, no, go sit in the back seat. Out of reach. Now! I can’t even stand to look at you right now.”
Cole climbed out of the passenger seat and got into the backseat.
“Third row!” Beth roared.
Cole went to the seat all the way in the back of the minivan.
“Good,” Beth said. “Now we can go. And if you feel queasy again, just say so.”
Cole said nothing. The minivan pulled away from curb and he was surprised to find it, a few minutes later, pulling in front of the hospital. He was sure his outburst had ruined his chances of Beth doing him any favors, but here they were.
“Get out, you little psycho,” Beth said angrily.
Cole obliged, avoiding eye contact, and strode ahead of her, heading straight to his mother’s room. She appeared to awaken at the sound of his entrance.
“Hey, Mom,” he whispered.
“He-.”
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