Terminal Jaunt

[N Wadhwani]

In a thick, brown, hooded coat, she stepped out into the cold night. Her rubber-heeled boots made no sound as she walked quickly towards the deserted intersection. She was in a hurry and didn’t want to wait for the traffic signal to change. Without breaking her stride, she glanced blindly in both directions and started to cross the street. The young man behind the wheel was sailing down the empty lanes when he took his eyes off the road to adjust his stereo. They didn’t see one another until it was too late. She just knew that it was all over when the sound of screeching tires reverberated around her shortly before something unyielding struck her hard and sent her flying through the air towards a commercial high-rise!