Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Curves.
Twice now, Iâ€™ve passed a traffic accident where people died and I felt the energies so intensely. I knew, just knew.
Today, I left work early to take Shannon to the bankÂ to get cash to buy a car. I got caught in a storm, off and on, on the way home, and I could feel the anxiety around me as we sat gridlocked.
When the Â storm Â lifted Â a Â little, Â I Â found Â myself Â approaching a traffic light, a yellow one. Worrying about my wet brakes on oil-slick Â and Â rainy roads, I slowed Â early. The truck beside me did, too, but it wasnâ€™t enough. They barreled into the car in front and shoved it into the intersection.
No one was hurt. Not even a scratch on the car, and the truck was too beat up to see any scratches. The drivers, during Â the Â cycle Â of one Â red Â light, Â exchanged Â info, gave each other a thumbs up, and hopped back into their cars.
I looked over at the woman in the truck and my knees turned to jelly. I felt her response to the near miss. That was odd. I donâ€™t usually do that.
I also had a weird feeling. Does destiny reassert itself, as Dean Koontz alleged in â€œLightningâ€?
The rear-ended car pulled into my lane ahead of meÂ and sped Â off Â in the Â rain. Â The Â truck Â followed Â suit. Â Up ahead, Â a Â dump Â truck Â pulled Â into Â the Â inside Â lane, Â then started moving over while on the Â bridge beside the car. The car shot past him in time to avoid a wreck, and the dump truck pulled back into the inside lane….
Until the Â truck Â was Â almost Â even Â with Â it. Â Then Â the dump truck swung fast into the outside lane, trapping the truck betweenÂ it and the bridge rail. The truck slammed on brakes and swerved around the dump truck. Another near miss.
I felt all those energies and emotions. Iâ€™ve never experienced that before. Iâ€™m not safe inside the walls of my own vehicle. Feelings and fears come right through.