I wondered which happened first, me hitting the overturned car on the road, or my airbags going off in my face.
It burned and hurt. My chest felt like it had been crushed, removed then put back into place, hastily.
Janice whimpered on the floor and my head lolled lazily from side to side. I wondered if my neck was broken.
On the floor, somewhere in the car my phone was still ringing, and in my head, all I could see was her eyes and smile.
I wondered if it was her again.