Page 82 of A Me and Him Thing
At that exact moment, an unsuspecting motorist makes a quick left turn against traffic from the main street onto the side street. The side of the park facing the busy main street is fenced in. The quiet side street is not.
From there everything happens in slow motion.
The ball is in the street.
The speeding car is entering the street.
Jordyn is running after her precious ball.
Jordyn is in the middle of the street.
Quinn is screaming Jordyn’s name.
I arrive, barreling in with no plan of stopping.
There’s no time to move away from the car’s path.
I push Jordyn out of the way. She falls onto the hard pavement with a fear-filled cry.
I hear the screech of brakes as the car hits me, sending a large whoosh of air out of my lungs from the force of the blow.
I’m flying through the air for what seems like forever.
But what goes up must come down.
I hit the pavement with a hard thud, a searing pain in my head as it bounces against the asphalt.
Everything goes black.
I GROAN FROMthe pounding pain in my head. I wince as my eyes are forced open and a bright light shines in them.
“Stop. That hurts.”
“She’s awake, and she’ll be fine. She has a concussion, a broken arm, and a few broken ribs. Nothing a long rest won’t cure. We’ll cast the arm, but the ribs will heal on their own. You’re very lucky, Miss Kingston.”
Huh? Who’s that? What’s going on?
“Thank you, Doctor. When she wouldn’t regain consciousness, it scared the life out of me.”
That’s Quinn. She’s here with me.
The memory of what happened comes rushing back to me. “Jordyn?” My eyes fly open. “Is she okay?”
Quinn’s standing over my bed. Josie and Jordyn’s cute little towheads are barely visible above the edge of my bed.
“She’s okay, Bree. Just a bruise on her chin and scraped up knees. Her gloves protected her hands. She’s fine, thanks to you.”
“I wasn’t watching her.”
“Neither was I. Don’t blame yourself.”
“I have owies,” Jordyn says, her face red from crying. She points to her bandaged chin, then she points to her knees, even though I can’t see them. “Beezy, okay?”
“Yes, sweet girl. I’m okay. I’m sorry I pushed you. I didn’t want the car to hit you.”
Then Josie says, “Never go in street.” She bursts into tears at the thought.
Jordyn joins her.
