Endless Circles
Saturday night. Driving home. Jon and Lily in the back seat. Coming around the traffic circle two minutes from our house. Blinker on to get off at our exit. "Watch out!" from the backseat. Bam! They hit us. I hadn't even seen the car come up on my left side. They hit near the wheel well of the passenger's side at the front of the car. I was exiting the circle, they were entering; at least neither of us was going particularly fast. I'm 34, and I'd never been in a car accident before. I started shaking and blinking and just saying, "Oh my god. Oh my god," over and over again. I knew I had to pull over. Started driving slowly - well, I couldn't drive anything but slowly. The front of my car was apparently hanging off and dragging along the road, scratching against the gravel in protest. Thank god Lily didn't flinch. Thank god our cars were moving slowly. Thank god no one was really injured. I guess my left hand flew off the steeri...