Anguished sobs leak from the phone, like a needle pushed deep into my ear...Where are you?
I am at jail...
Moonlight paints the world grey beneath the coal black blanket of the night sky, a wave and a kiss chase her red tail lights down the asphalt. Tires fall into their well worn groove cut by many a trip to her parents, humming a traveling tune as the miles slip away.
A tire must have slipped off the road, sucking into the mud, throwing the car end over end...blue lights cast an eerie palor across his profile, glinting off his badge.
Yellow lines mark the way, sometimes dotting and dashing in morse code, calling her home. Rains had lashed the days before, replenishing the earth with a much needed drink, but now it is clear and the stars blink their eyes as they watch her slip through the mountain pass.
Ma'am, if you have any drugs in the car, I will take them...greasy hair tucks under green RED MAN hat, as he peers into eyes peeking out from the wreckage.
Everything slows as the earth spins out of control, hood over trunk the car tumbles like a domino down the length of the median. Wrenching screams pierce the frame, bending glass, whipping her body into a frenzied dance...then everything stops except the crickets.
Fingers of carpet grind like glass into bended knees, a king trapped in his castle, so far from his queen, slowly realising he is not in control...letting his crown roll to the feet of the one that is.