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Peter spent the rest of the money on the booze.It was the money they had been saving for the past three years , it was also the money he had been spending at the casino's in the hope that he would earn some more , it was the money that he had promised Susan he would save for their daughter, it was the money his daughter had built dreams on...and he had blown it all;
Every penny of it.

He hadn't gone home for a week now , he was begging friends for money and when he was not doing that he was drinking.The bruises had come with a fight with the bartender of the bar he had been thrown out from.He lay on the road with his face towards the ground and the left hand palm facing the sky.The other hand he held the gun which was hidden below his soaked undershirt.The blood from his nose was already on the road.To a person in the car it would look like an accident case.Now he was waiting for someone to stop by for help.He had made up his mind ,as far as possible he wont murder.

It was dark.It was same with the rainy night.


DAVID opened his eyes .the noise must have been some tree coming down because of the storm. 'It was the first time it is raining so heavily' he remembered the motel owner saying yesterday. He set aside the curtains looking at the rains hoping he reached the airport in time. After lacing up his shoes he made a quick check on things he had with him when he came to the motel. Having checked out of the motel, he ran to the car that was in the now muddy parking lot. His cell couldn't catch the range. He was driving 60 miles per hour when he came across the crossing. He had no idea of the directions. He got out of the car to have a closer look at the broken signboard.

He turned left. He turned on the radio; it was playing 'Lady in Red’. It used to be his favorite song but he couldn’t recall the singer's name. He hated the times when it happened to him.'Italian or was the singer English?? He sounds English. It seems'...Suddenly he saw a body on the road and he hit the brakes as hard as he could and swerved the steering to the left. He turned to check if he missed the body that made him ignore the tree ahead. The tires hadn’t missed Peter who at the last moment tried to move out. For once that night , The lightening appeared subdued, the flames from the car blast took over for a few seconds.


DAVID opened his eyes .the noise must have been some tree coming down because of the storm. 'It was the first time it is raining so heavily' he remembered the motel owner saying yesterday. He set aside the curtains looking at the rains hoping he reached the airport in time. He checked out of the motel, ran to the car that was in the now muddy parking lot.His cell couldn't catch the range. He was driving 60 miles per hour when he came across the crossing. He had no idea of the directions. He got out of the car to have a closer look at the broken signboard.

He turned left. The road wasn't lit, 'Must be the rains' he assumed.’ It was the first time it is raining so heavily' he remembered the owner saying again.

'Chris De Burgh’. It came to his mind.

'Why did I think of that? The singer of Lady in Red...why did I think of him? Too much caffeine in the body or was he on TV last night'

He turned on the radio; it was playing 'Lady in Red'.

'What the hell? This must be'...Suddenly he saw a body on the road and he hit the brakes as hard as he could and swerved the steering to the left.

"Shit!!"..He screamed.

He turned to check if he missed the body which made him ignore the tree ahead. The tyres hadn’t missed Peter who at the last moment tried to move out. The car exploded.


DAVID opened his eyes .the noise must have been some tree coming down because of the storm. 'It was the first time it is raining so heavily' he remembered the motel owner saying yesterday. He set aside the curtains looking at the rains hoping he reached the airport in time.

'The weather seems too bad. I should stay back'

He called the motel owner. His wife answered.

'Sir, it has always been raining like this. Might get worse. Cant say?!?'

Although he felt uneasy, He decided to go for it. Having checked out of the motel, he ran to the car, which was in the now muddy parking lot. His cell couldn't catch the range. He turned the ignition and turned on the radio; it was playing 'Lady in Red'.

'Chris De Burgh. Did I dream of him yesterday.'

He felt he had been there before. He was driving 60 miles per hour when he came across the crossing. He stopped.

'Have I been here?' David thought to himself.

He got out of the car to look closely at the broken signboard and drove straight. It used to be his favorite song but it made him feel uneasy so he shut the radio off. A few miles ahead there were a few trucks which had formed a queue in front of what looked to David as a fallen tree trunk.

David slowly slid his car to the right side of a red colored Kenworth truck.

'What happened?' David asked.

'My name is Cavaness..'The truck driver shouted.

The driver seemed drunk. David shifted into reverse gear. He was heading back to the crossing and passed the crossing.

He put on the radio. It played 'Spark to a Flame' by Chris De Burgh. He put it off.

'Did Chris De Burgh..'Suddenly he saw a body on the road and he hit the brakes as hard as he could and swerved the steering to the left. He turned to check if he missed the body which made him ignore the tree ahead. The tires hadn’t missed Peter who at the last moment tried to move out. For once that night, the lightening appeared subdued, the flames from the car blast took over for a few seconds.


DAVID opened his eyes .the noise must have been some tree coming down because of the storm. He looked at himself in the mirror.

'Have you been to our motel earlier?' he remembered the motel owner asking yesterday.
'Never even in the State before' had been his answer.

He set aside the curtains looking at the rains hoping he reached the airport in time.
David checked out of the motel, ran to the car that was in the now muddy parking lot.
His cell couldn't catch the range, so he went back to the motel to call the airport.
Couldn't get through. He decided to take a chance.

He was driving 40 miles per hour when he came across the crossing. He had no idea of the directions. It felt as if he had been there. He got out of the car to have a closer look at the broken signboard. It pointed the airport to the left, but something told him he was to go right.

"Its all in the mind...Its all in the mind. F#$% it. Have to go left." He kept muttering to himself.

David ran back to the car to realize he had locked himself out. This had never happened to him.

'What am I gonna do?'

The cell showed a signal, a weak one but he didn't have the motel number. He decide to call the cops. They promised to come in 10 minutes. He had freaked out.

A car sure did pull along and David waved ahead of it. It screeched to a halt.

The rains wouldn't let him see who was inside. It wasn't the police car.
He could make by the outline that it was a lady wiping and it looked like she was crying.

It was a young girl with her shades on. David thought 'Maybe she must have had a fight with her husband/ parents'

"Sorry Mam, I thought you were someone else"

She rolled up the window again.

Went some distance and screeched to a halt and reversed back.

"I am sorry, you need to go anywhere? " she asked.

David paused.

"Where do you want to go?" she repeated.

"Well...To the right"

"The Airport...Get In. I could drop you"

David stood still for a second. The girl had put on the radio and it played 'Lady in Red'.

"What happened?"

"Sure. Thanks" He got in and they drove away.

DAVID opened his eyes. He slept on the way, the sobbing must have woken him up.
"What happened?"

"Hmm..."

"Its okay if you don't want to tell"

"My father left me. Long story. If you don't mind I am not comfortable talking about it.
Just forget it...Do you know the singer of the song..."

"Chris De Burgh"

"Right got it" she exclaimed.

David saw the rare smile on her face. She looked beautiful.
She turned out to David...

"How did you know which song I was about to say ?"

Just then the cell rang.David had forgotten about the 911 call.

"Sorry , Mr.David we couldn't get you. Our patrol car ran over this man while we were on our way to get you. Are you okie ?"