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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Police (10/12/06)

TITLE: Carolyn, the Chase, and the Police Officer
By A. E. Cuthbert
10/13/06


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Carolyn sped down the neighborhood road in her SUV twenty miles over the speed limit. Her blonder hair and make-up were perfectly in place veiling the turmoil inside of her. She had spent the morning dropping off her three children at the local elementary school and chatting with the other moms over Starbucks latte’s. It was that Susan Mitchell who had put her in such an awful mood.

“You missed an excellent service on Sunday, Carolyn. It was all about how we need to stop running from God and surrender everything in our lives to Him.”

“As if I need to hear it from her,” Carolyn mumbled under her breath making a sharp right turn and heading full speed down another road. Carolyn did not like to feel like anyone was judging her faith. After all, she was the one who ran the charity banquet every year. Just because she did not make it to church every Sunday, the other moms felt the need to “save her”.

“They are probably just jealous of my good looks and fancy house.” She checked her make-up in the rear-view mirror, sitting up slightly taller in the leather seat.

Suddenly she caught sometime out of the corner of her eye. It was too late. A police officer had been hiding behind a large pine tree with his laser gun pointed right at her. He revved the engine turning on his flashing lights.

“Not another ticket.” Still driving at top speed, she made a hard left. She saw the lights reflecting off the surrounding houses. Heart pounding she made another left turn, then a right. Her eyes roamed the streets searching for a place to hide…anywhere. She made another turn around a large tree, and then left onto a steep road. The SUV’s tires screeched as she rounded another hard right. Wondering what she was doing she spotted a shady ally way and made strait for it. Pulling into the narrow ally, she slammed on the breaks and shut off her lights.

The sudden quiet made her realize that she was out of breath and sweating profusely. She looked over her shoulder. Would he catch her? Lights still flashing the cop came into view but quickly passed her concealed hiding spot. Slowly she let her breath out.

Carolyn smiled at herself in the mirror but the effect was unsettling. Staring back at her was a very tired and scared woman. Her hands were still tightly griping the steering wheel and her whole body was shaking.

“What was I thinking running away from the police like that?” She said aloud into the silence of the car. Her mind filled was horrible situations that may have occurred. What if she HAD been caught? Or even worse, what if she had wrecked the car and gotten injured or hit some innocent child in the family friendly neighborhood that she had just raced around like it was a speedway. She closed her eyes trying to block out the horrible images that were filling her head.

Eyes closed a picture suddenly filled her mind. It was of her speeding away from the police in her SUV only the police officer somehow in her mind was Jesus. Suddenly she thought of Susan and the church sermon. Questions filled her mind. Was she running away from God? Was she trying to avoid Him, just like the police officer? Was God pursuing her only to keep her from hurting herself or hurting others. She needed to stop running away.

The image was so strong in her mind that when she opened her eyes she was shocked to see that she was still sitting in her car gripping the steering wheel. A small tear smudge the make-up under her right eye. She quickly wiped it away. How long had it been since she had prayed? How long had it been since she had even gone to church? She looked out into the shaded ally taking a deep breath.

“Hey God, its Carolyn…”


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Jan Ackerson 10/19/06
Love the paragraph where she looks in the mirror--what great symbolism!
Phyllis Inniss 10/20/06
Good article. We can run but we can't hide from God. We must always face the truth.
Delores McCarter10/20/06
I don't think you meant "her blonder hair", did you? (Sorry, I couldn't help it. It was right on the second line) Anyway, despite that tiny error, I loved it...loved it...loved it!
Lynda Schultz 10/23/06
Excellent illustration. The little needed work on the grammar has already been noted so I'll just say "nice job."