The car windows were smashed. Pieces of glass were everywhere.
Kelly pushed the button on the seatbelt, but it was stuck, and she couldn’t get out. She pushed it as hard as she could, but it wouldn’t open. The belt made her tummy hurt, and she wanted to be free, but she needed somebody to help her. She wanted her mommy.
Where was Mommy? She couldn’t see her, but in her mind, Kelly could tell her mommy was hurt.
She sniffed. Something smelled like the gas in Daddy’s lawnmower. Kelly looked up, which was sideways because they were all sideways. Daddy hung sideways, too, still in his seatbelt. She couldn’t hear him at all and started to cry. She didn’t want Daddy to die, but his thoughts were completely gone.
She pushed on the seatbelt button again. It wouldn’t let go. She cried harder.
“Poor…Daddy. I love you, Daddy.” She kicked and wiggled, which hurt her tummy worse, so she stopped.
Travis was in his car seat beside her. He was blurry because her eyes were full of tears, but she heard him sucking on his thumb. He was still alive.
She wiped her eyes on her sleeve, sniffled, and hiccupped. “Help me!”
Click Follow to receive emails when this author adds content on Bublish