She had a daddy
I had to come home and sit down and take a deep breath. As we cross the street to walk Darla to school a car came screaming at us and did a u-turn within inches of Darla Street.
I don’t understand people who drive like idiots in a school zone. I don’t understand people who don’t look carefully at an intersection.
Charlie was shaking and scared and so was I. She looked at me and told me she had almost died and I could not disagree with her.
I desperately wanted to track that driver downtown and smack her.
I did see that Mom walking her kids to school on my walk home and I stopped her to tell her that if she did it again I would "key the crap" out of her car. She tried to look innocent and I pointed to her two boys and asked what she would do if I came within inches of hitting them. She tried to look defiant but I could see the fear in her eyes.
I wish everybody would think that every child, or better, every person is their relative and drive accordingly.
This was almost my last photo of Darla and that is not acceptable.