Bad Day
Danny Williams paced the floor of his newly rented apartment, the cordless phone hugging his ear. Evidence of the lazy night before was entwined in his feet. Pizza boxes toppled off unknown boxes, spilling their contents onto the floor around his toes. Beer bottles were stacked up beside the TV unit, the couch and the bookcase. The guys had drunk a bit too much the night before, but Danny had enjoyed the company. Now he was gearing up to have a clear up ready for Grace to stay. There was a lot of work to do, but Danny was excited to spend the precious time with his daughter. He stopped pacing and sat dejected on a nearby chair.
"Mummy is right monkey. If you are sick you really need to stay in bed and rest...I know you want to come by but you are ill you need to stay inside...tell you what, I will pop by later to see you, only for a short while as you need to rest...okay love you too. Put your mummy on." Danny ran his hand through his hair, slightly dejected.
"Hey Rachel...no you are right but if its okay I will swing by later and say hi...okay see you later."
He turned the phone off and threw it onto the nearby couch. He sat back, his head gently hitting the back of the chair. No use dwelling, he thought, Grace is sick and there is nothing you can do about it. He looked at his watch and quickly pulled his shoes on. He grabbed his car keys and cell phone and rushed out of the door. In moments his Camarro was cruising down the warm streets of Hawaii, towards the direction of headquarters. His weekend was now ruined so he had decided to make use of it and catch up on that huge pile of paperwork that McGarrett had been bugging him about for weeks.
He cruised down the streets, weaving in-between the other cars. He turned his car radio on listening to the news as it blared out. All of a sudden the car in front of him seemed to lose control. Danny watched as the car's tyre blew out in front of him. The car hit the kerb beside it and hit a parked car as the driver tried to get the car under control. Danny was shocked to see a large chunk rubber fly out from under the car. It sailed towards Danny's car. In a split second Danny tried to swerve the flying rubber. It flew over the car but nor before a small part of it clipped the top of the windscreen. The force caused Danny to lose control of the car as the rubber piece rumbled along the top of the car. The side skiddled to the side and Danny desperately fought the steering and tried to bring the car under control. It seemed to work as the car slowed down. As it did, it clipped the back of a stationery car causing Danny to be jolted forward, his head slightly hitting the windscreen. Danny closed his eyes and rested his head back, his heart beating faster then it needed to.
"Hey man, you okay?" A voice pounded from beside Danny. He opened his eyes and looked to the young man.
"I am fine." Danny reassured himself as well as the man as he got out of the car. Danny looked down the road to the car that had caused this wacky car race. It appeared the driver was un hurt and had managed to control the car. Danny walked to the front of his car and examined the damage.
This day was not going well so far.