Choice 3. The sounds of the blaring sirens awakened David. He opened his eyes slowly as he felt the blood seeping from an open wound in his forehead and down his face. The pain was unbearable, the sounds were scattered across the roadway just like the mangled pieces of the white Lexus. His sister Marsha will have a fit he thought to himself, as he tried to drown out the pain inside his head. Her car was just hours ago, brand new and so shiny. David’s arm lay limply across his bloody chest; the other was twisted and hung at his side. He was no longer in the driver’s seat; his body was crumpled and flung unceremoniously against the passenger’s side door. His pant were torn and showed bloody almost white meat on one leg, the other looked unscathed. There were people all around like ants at a picnic. There were a dozen questions being thrown at him but he was unable to focus or to answer anyone. He thought of her. Only her and what she will think when she finds out he was in the middle of nowhere, half dead and in the company of two young women.
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