He took a sharp turn to the right and I looked at him quizzically. “Where are you going?” A sly smile stretched across his handsome face, “I’m showing you a new road.” He said with a bit of sarcastic tone. I couldn’t really blame him though as I had only just boasted about knowing all of the two roads in town by heart already.
He was bombing up a little hill and I somehow knew that if the moon were out tonight I would be seeing a grand view of the dark water and Mountain Island in the distance once we reached the top.
As we started coming down the other side I peered out into the darkness as he described where this road went. He was slowing down and was making a u turn to head back to town but his hand slipped on the gear shift and then I felt the tires hit the gravel of the shoulder. I turned my head to the right and closed my eyes, awaiting the abrupt jolt of the car when he hit the brake or when the tire logged itself securely over the lip of the ditch.
Then I waited for us to hit a tree as I felt the back end of the car tip down, pulling us backward and down.
I opened my eyes briefly when the moment of impact had passed and nothing had happened.
I saw the stars in the sky through the windshield; they weren’t bright and shining. They were dim little dots against a black sky and the angle of the car now made it like I was lying on my back looking up at the quiet night.
I closed my eyes again waiting for the big crash I was sure was coming now. Maybe there were rocks we would hit? I didn’t know this road so had no idea but I worried briefly about my back that was still aching from the muscle I’d twisted in it the day before. I tried to tell myself to relax so the final hit wouldn’t do much more damage.
I heard a ragged, scared breath from the driver’s seat.
There were no words or screaming but I knew then that we wouldn’t be hitting the ditch, or a tree or even a mighty outcropping of rocks. We would fall into the sea and that would be it.
I opened my eyes once more to the sky.
And then I went away.