Second Chance

      Allison cranked the radio, rolled down the window, and enjoyed the freedom her driver’s license afforded her.  She quickly composed a text message saying she would be home soon and tapped the send button.   

      Realizing too late that a truck had stopped in front of her, she stomped on the brakes hard sending the car skidding as the air bag deployed.  Glass shattered, metal crunched, and the horn sounded as she slumped over.   The phone dropped as the darkness claimed her.  

       A week later her eyes finally fluttered open.    Intense pain overwhelmed her.  A second chance, I am truly alive!