rental car’s gas tank. He fastened his seatbelt and met her eyes. “I can’t believe today is Friday already, Jeremy. We’ll be driving back to Calgary tomorrow to catch our flight home. The time just zipped by.”
“We’ve had a wonderful time though. Excellent food, magnificent view from our suite, and the housekeeping staff doesn’t come knocking when the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign is hung on the door.” Jeremy grinned, wickedly.
“You’re incorrigible.”
Jeremy started the car, drove out of the gas station, and headed down the street. Majestic mountains surrounded the town, and the streets were lined with tourists popping in and out of the various shops and eateries.
Amanda dug the map out of the glove compartment and unfolded the unwieldy thing. “I’ll never tire of driving through these beautiful mountains, and I hope you’re not too disappointed we can’t visit the hot springs. Being five months pregnant, for me, soaking in hot springs is out of the question I’m afraid.”
“I don’t mind, darlin’. We’ll come back on our first anniversary. We can do the hot springs then.” Jeremy reached across the Buick’s console and squeezed her hand.
“So we agree. We’ll drive up to Lake Louise, have lunch somewhere, and then drive back again.” Amanda met Jeremy’s eyes.
“Sounds perfect. I don’t want you getting exhausted. Just another short day trip is good enough. Besides, I brought that pillow and blanket from the hotel with us. If you’re feeling tired, you take a nap.”
“You’re so thoughtful, sweetheart.” Amanda smiled. “After all the hectic wedding planning, I was really looking forward to getting away on this vacation, even if only for a week.”
“Me, too,” added Jeremy, glancing sideways. “Oh, crap!” A minivan was heading straight for the passenger side of their car. He punched the gas pedal.
The Dodge caravan struck the rear passenger door and the trunk received the brunt of the collision. Thankfully, Jeremy’s quick thinking saved Amanda who was directly in the vehicle’s sights when he first noticed it.
“Amanda, are you okay?” he screamed. “Honey, is the baby okay? After all you’ve been through...”
“I’m okay, sweetheart. And the baby, too. What happened?” Susan leaned forward and met Jeremy’s hurried kiss on her lips and then her eyes widened. “Oh my God, Jeremy, another vehicle hit us!”
“Yeah, I know. I saw it coming at the last minute. I almost missed it.” Jeremy released his seat belt. “Stay here and call 9-1-1. I’ll check on the other driver.”
Amanda pushed the emergency On Star button.
Jeremy heard a female voice inquire, “On Star. What’s your emergency?”
“We’ve been hit by...”
Jeremy leapt out of the Buick and strode around to the driver’s side of the Caravan. A woman in her mid-thirties sat strapped into the driver’s seat, appearing dazed and mumbling incoherently. And then he noticed the four or five-year-old girl occupying the passenger seat.
“Are you guys, okay?” inquired Jeremy.
“Mommy’s sick,” whispered the little girl.
“Did she hit her head when the cars crashed?” Jeremy strode around to the passenger side and met Amanda yanking the passenger door open. “I thought I told you to stay put.”
“I’m fine. This child is probably frightened to death.” Amanda held out her arms to the little girl and she hesitated for a moment. “I know I’m a stranger, baby. But this is an emergency. It’s okay.”
The child burst into tears and climbed out of the vehicle. Amanda lifted her up, and the little girl threw her arms around Amanda’s neck in a death grip and attempted to wrap her skinny legs around her thick middle. “It’s going to be all right, sweetie,” cooed Amanda.
“Here, Amanda, sit with her on the curb until the police come. She’s too heavy for you to hold in your condition.” Jeremy steered them toward the grassy boulevard.
Just then a police car
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