She jogged on the deserted path, heaving as she went, not thinking about the disappointment she’d just faced. Refusing to think about the enlightening session she’d missed just because she wanted to feel charitable to a faceless group of people.
Urrg! Somethings just never work out as one planned it. In her mind, she’d abandoned a capitalist session to play Christian, where it turned out she’d not even been needed in the first place.
Somethings like her marriage. It had been romantic enough before the vows and a bit after the vows; now, she just felt like an object, a home appliance to be used when needed. She wasn’t entirely sure her husband realized she was actually human.
Whatever, she sighed and jogged on, turning right into the tarred road. She crossed the road to the left, so that she would have more space to jog away from the road.
Seconds later, she watched a trailer approach a deceptively shallow pothole. She waited, to avoid being baptized with the invariable splash that would occur when the trailer drove pass.
The pothole was deeper than she or the driver of the trailer imagined, but the trailer successfully drove through.
Nobody knew how it happened; she could recall having a glow of pleasure that the trailer had scaled the pothole hurdle, but then, her heart froze in horror when she watched as the trailer capsized quite suddenly towards her.
Her feet must have thought to freeze together with her heart but she managed to jerk into action, backtracking but still facing the approaching catastrophe.
Time slowed, her heart stopped as the first landing was slightly over her back, she could actually feel the brush of the heavy steel as the trailer whooshed by with force. Her only thought was that she would be crushed like a bug under the weight, but no; the trailer landed just an inch behind her. And in the accumulated force of capsizing, she was lifted…
She couldn’t explain how it happened but she found herself in the empty back of the trailer, rolling and hitting her body like a rag doll while the capsizing continued. On the third cartwheel, she had been thrown into the cab of the trailer, and she could clearly hear the trickle of fuel pouring to the ground. Okay, now she wasn’t going to be squashed but incinerated.
She saw the smoke and scrabbled tenderly, thinking maybe, she would have broken bones from being thrown about like a plastic toy, but she was fine.
Hurriedly then, she pushed herself from the window of the cab with the urgency borne from watching so many Hollywood movies, she assumed the trailer was going to blow.
“Help! Help!” she croaked as loud as her weakness could allow but nobody came.
When her head finally pushed out of the window, she was surprised to see a newscaster standing directly in front of the trailer, interviewing a man dressed in suit who was babbling about politics and how it affected the accident.
She felt like she had been transported to an alternate universe; what the hell was wrong with people?
Managing on her own, she pulled herself out and dropped with a plop on the ground and the first thing she did as she gained her legs, was to walk up, right in front of the camera, and slap dirt on the man with the suit’s face.
She had no idea if he reacted and she didn’t care.
Soon, she found herself in a hospital and the doctor told her she was perfectly okay, no broken bones, no bleeding, just a pain reliever for her pains, which seemed to be radiating from all parts of her body.
Her husband rushed forward when the doctor was seeing her out. And the doctor didn’t frown that it took him hours to get to his wife after receiving the call that she’d been in an accident. He just went ahead and professionally informed him how lucky she had been not to incur any injuries from the fatal occurrence.
But did her husband show concern? Nope, he didn’t.
“Is this a joke?! I told you, I don’t subscribe to that April Fool’s day rubbish!”
The doctor was shocked and didn’t know where to go from there. She was just not surprised, after all, he was her husband, she expected nothing less.
Luckily, the television at the reception area was showing the accident, the doctor quietly called her husband’s attention to the screen. He watched and saw when she’d pulled herself, all smoky and weakly from the cab of the trailer and the dirt she slapped on the guy with the suit’s face.
Did he capitulate? Yes, he did.
“Then, since it really happened, she shouldn’t be released almost immediately, that was a traumatic occurrence!” her husband said, rounding on the doctor again.
“Yes, it was and she’s been at the hospital for hours, almost the whole day. Series of tests have been carried out on her and she’s fine. No injuries, external of internal, she’s free to go.”
“You don’t understand, doctor. You see, I have a project I’m supposed to submit today, as today is the deadline, but I’m kind of behind schedule, so, if you could just keep my wife here, in your hospital, for just a few days, it will really help my cause and acquire me lots of pity at my company.”
“I will not!” the doctor exclaimed vehemently, visibly shocked at the temerity of her husband, and it brought a smile to her face that someone was actively refusing him something.
Her husband was instantly deflated, he turned angry eyes on her, “You! The least you could have done to help your husband was get intensely injured from a freak accident. But no, you had to get out of such an accident injury free. I have always said that you are a witch…”
“Or that I have a guardian angel that is active,” she suggested calmly.
“You’ve done absolutely nothing to assist your husband; you’re useless to me!” he said and walked away dejected, looking exactly like a child that had been promised candies and then the candies taken away.
“Seriously, is this an April fool’s day joke, because if it is, I confess that I have been had; I duff my invisible cap to you people,” the doctor commented looking shocked.
She sighed tiredly, and was about to reply when a commotion occurred, she looked up and found her husband’s best friend running like a mad man towards her…
“Vera! Vera! Are you okay?!” he asked as he reached her.
Frantically, he held her, and looked her over, searching for injury, totally not aware of the doctor watching on.
“She’s actually lucky, there’s no injury to her person,” the doctor supplied.
“Oh thank God!” he expelled and hugged her tightly. “I’m so glad you are alright. I don’t know what I’d do if anything way to happen to you.”
“Who are you again?” the doctor asked for confirmation, while she basked in the glow she always had whenever he was around.
“I’m a family friend,” he replied without looking at the doctor. His eyes were all for her, he touched her face tenderly, smoothing tendrils of her hair from her face and just as if he couldn’t help himself, he kissed her.
The doctor could have and must have reacted, but it didn’t matter. For the first time, circumstances had driven the family friend to act on his feelings.
And he wasn’t playing around, the doctor thought, the kiss he was currently viewing belonged in a room, preferably a locked room.
The calm she’d been shrouded in was instantly shattered, as the family friend’s tongue delved smoothly into her mouth, caressing and causing her to whimper. The kiss had totally erased her inhibitions, she had forgotten that they stood in front of a hospital building and when she recalled…she didn’t care.
“Is this an April fool’s day joke?” she asked dazedly,her lips pleasantly swollen from the kiss.
The speechless doctor nodded to her question, he really wanted to know.
“No, it isn’t. Today is the second of April,” the family friend replied, his hands never haven’t left her face, he still cradled it like he would love to devour her face.
“So…so now what?” she asked and shivered, her body unconsciously moving close to his attractive heat; he moved forward and wrapped her in his arms.
“Yes, please, I really want to know too,” the doctor asked, “Now what?”
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