"Are you okay honey, you're still shaking," Carol crouched next to Summer's desk as she held her friend's ice-cold hand.
"Yeah… it was just... It happened very close to me,"
Carol rubbed her friend's hand with hers trying to warm it up, she knew that witnessing a car hitting a tree first thing in the morning couldn't be easy on anyone, but it held a much deeper meaning to someone with an axe pointed at their neck.
What Summer felt was on another scale altogether.
She ended up calling Gabe who took a cab and hurried to meet her. And he ended up dropping her at her workplace before going to his morning classes. Half an hour had passed since she arrived, but Summer wasn't over the accident yet.
"I keep playing it in my mind over and over again, the man had to be drunk… he kept honking the horn of his car as if the tree was coming at him, not the other way around! I... I kept putting myself in the place of that tree..."
