Just Hold On

"Mom! Mom!" Young Peter ran into the kitchen "Guess what happe-."

The old lady didn't glance up from fixing the old, leaky kitchen sink. "Quiet Peter. Let me focus."

"But the car! It was going too fast!"

"Peter!"

"It didn't stop!"

"Just hold that happy thought, Peter..." She said, twisting the handle until the sink turned on and then off without a leak. She turned around, "Now what did you want. Peter?" He wasn't there. "Peter!"

The sound of screeching through the open kitchen window filled the room, and the sound of a scream- a thump.

"PETER!" She dropped the towel that she was using to draw her hands, and ran outside, crashing to her knees on the front porch.

Staring at the car that hadn't stopped.