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So, last night I get off the train, fresh from rehearsal and I check my phone messages. There's one from my mother. It says that she would like to drop off my birthday presents the next morning and then says, "you'll never guess what happened to me. I got hit by a car."
Not the greatest thing to hear. She's ok apparently because the woman was turning a corner at the time my mother was running across the street and so was not going full speed. Mom saw her coming, decided she'd better jump up or she'd end up under the car, bounced off the hood and rolled a few times in the street. She says she'd bruised and her ankle is sore, but that she's fine otherwise. I think I actually felt my heart stop for a moment in my chest. It's just not something you'd ever expect or want to hear. I just thank the gods that she's ok.
Not the greatest thing to hear. She's ok apparently because the woman was turning a corner at the time my mother was running across the street and so was not going full speed. Mom saw her coming, decided she'd better jump up or she'd end up under the car, bounced off the hood and rolled a few times in the street. She says she'd bruised and her ankle is sore, but that she's fine otherwise. I think I actually felt my heart stop for a moment in my chest. It's just not something you'd ever expect or want to hear. I just thank the gods that she's ok.