THE LAST STRAW

I never saw the truck. It came down the hill, running the red light and passing in front of me just as I entered the intersection. I pulled the steering wheel to the right and pushed my foot down on the brake, as hard as I could. The back of the car slid to the left, and I felt a vibration as my car slammed into the curb and rolled up onto the sidewalk and then the grass on the edge of the road.

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