It's a shitload to take in all at once. I could have sworn there was no wheel under my hands because nothing was working, and the car was steering in the wrong direction.
The next thirty seconds passed away blurry. Leigh is tapping my cheeks with his fingers, fear in his wide eyes. He has his shirt back on, but I don't remember how. No, maybe it wasn't thirty seconds. But it's confusing how the clock is just two minutes distant from the last time I glimpse at it.
"Are you okay?" He persuaded, worriedly. My head nodded automatically as my eyes were alarmed at the broken window on his side and the spread-out glasses all over his lap, and the seat he was in.
"Are you okay?" I panicked even though he looked okay.
I am now gaining more clarity as the fear became overwhelming, but he la
