Summertime: Pt. 4

A screech of tires on an almost dry street. That's all some bystanders heard. "It happened so quickly." Good samaritans sprinting to the crushed metal that used to be a car. Trying to see if the occupant was ok. Policemen. Firemen. Paramedics. All trying to do their jobs. The police, directing traffic. The paramedics waiting....Waiting for the firemen to bring in the Jaws of Life....hoping it wouldn't turn out to be the Jaws of Death. As the top of car was pried away from its lower half, an unmoving figure slowly came into view. No one moved. Because the blood rushing from her forehead was much less disturbing than the look of pain on her face. After what seemed like hours, but was only seconds, the everyday heroes came back to life and went about the business of saving a life. And in the commotion that followed, the cell phone the woman held slipped from her grip and onto the floor of the car.