Your Face

Your Face
Chapter Three
By Crystal

Nick awoke but kept his eyes closed, keeping his attention on the sound of the light rain that tapped against his window. After a few minutes of peaceful quietness, he turned in his bed and stretched his arms and legs out away from the rest of his body. He tossed the sheets off of him and got up, heading straight to the bathroom. After a quick shower he threw on a white wife beater and a pair of khaki pants.

As he hummed the tune to a new song he had heard on the radio the night before, he ate a banana a bagel and a glass of orange juice. The phone rang, catching his attention.

"Hello? Yeah. Okay. Sure, no problem. I'm heading over there now. Okay, thanks. Bye." He hung up the phone and went to collect his wallet, keys and a hat. He climbed in his Durango and was on his way to town for business.

"And now for your local weather. Rain is expected to continue well into the end of the week with possible thunderstorms later this afternoon. Please use caution when driving and if you can avoid it, don't do any out-of-town driving for the time being."

Nick changed the radio station. Who wants to hear about weather? He scanned the road out in front of him. There was hardly anyone on the highway.

What happened next seemed to go in slow motion… A truck carrying a load of rocks on the other side of the highway slid out of control and tipped over. The rocks spilled out onto the highway. The car in front of him hit one and lost control, spinning around. Before Nick knew exactly what was going on, he felt as if someone shoved him and only the sound of shrieking metal could be heard before everything went black.