Dead, Beautiful, Hate

by Stormy Snape

I was running a little late. I rushed out without saying I loved her. I didn’t tell her that she was beautiful. I didn’t even thank her.

4. Chapter 4

Chapter Four

I called him but he was running late. Very late. I told him not to bother, I would take a cab.

Dead.

I flagged down a famous yellow NY taxi. The driver was nice, he told me about his family. Two daughters and expecting. He is hoping for a boy.

Beautiful.

The light turned green as we approached it. The taxi driver resumed our travel of the speed limit. Until the middle of the intersection.

Hate.

I was behind the passenger sear, the right side of the car. The driver looked unconscious. I felt no pain. I looked out my window to see only a close-up view of a truck headlight. My blood was on it.

"I Love You."

~Mrs. Carter~