Prologue
There I was, sitting on the old rickety park bench with my baby boy. Carson was only three, just old enough to talk. We were patiently waiting for my husband, and Carson's dad. I watched my lovely baby as his short curly golden hair flew in the crisp breeze, while he watched the cars fly by on the rode. He suddenly hopped up off my lap and waddled over toward the play set taking a sudden interest in the bright yellow slide. My husband came up from out of no where and slid next to me on the bench.
"Hey, you sexy thing," He whispered in my ear.
"I'm sorry sir, but my devoted husband wouldn't want my talking to another man; especially not one as eye-catching as you." I replied laughing quietly. I stood up and faced him while he kissed me.
"Where's my buddy?" He asked.
"He is-," I began turning around.
"Carson!!!" I screamed as I found him in the middle of the road. I didn't need to look to see the massive truck speeding down the road. My heart racing with my legs, I bolted across the grass toward the paved road. Carson remained standing there smiling that goofy grin as the truck became closer. It was mere feet from us when I jolted awake.