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By Fiona Stevenson
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Leon lived on Ridge Way. Early on a fine spring morning he left his home to drive to the office where he worked, turning into Silver Street ahead of a white sedan which scarcely slowed for the stop sign before racing across the Ridge Way intersection behind Leon’s car. At the bottom of the slope Leon stopped at a give way sign for a small hatch back travelling on Wilkie’s Road. To his horror the white sedan raced passed on his off-side swerving across the front of his car. Its front wheel caught the far corner of the hatch back throwing it off course. Too late the driver of the sedan took avoiding action, clipped the curb and flipped the sedan over and into a drainage ditch on the far side of Wilkie’s Road.
Leon sat stunned. Was it for minutes or only seconds? He reached for his mobile phone and punched in the emergency number. Assured that both police and ambulance crews were on their way he ventured across to the hatch back, standing askew in the intersection. The driver, an older lady, sat shaking, her hands still gripping the steering wheel.
“Police and ambulance are on their way,” he explained. “Is there anyone I can contact for you? Or perhaps you would prefer to use my phone yourself?”
“No – no, I don’t think so. What happened?” She struggled to overcome the shock of the moment.
“That white sedan hit the back of your car. Are you all right?”
“I think so. What happened to the sedan? Did it just drive on?”
Leon looked around. For the first time he realised that the sedan was now out of sight in the ditch.
“No.” He looked back at the woman. “If you’re sure you’re okay I’ll check on the driver.”
She nodded and he walked across the road, looking around hopefully for sight of approaching help. The sedan lay over against the far bank of the ditch, wheels not yet motionless. He walked around to the far side, bending and peering through window and windscreen from the bank above the car. It was some time before he located the driver who seemed to have slumped into the well on the passenger side of the car. Leon was surprised that although the car was a recent model the airbags had not activated, nor had the seatbelt held the driver in position. There appeared to be little he could do. He returned to the hatch back thankful to see the first police car pull up and an ambulance coming down Silver Street.
The driver of the hatch back was more composed. She smiled nervously as he came up and asked if she might use his phone.
“I was on my way to take my sister to the doctor,” she explained. “She will be wondering where I am and worrying about her appointment.”
“Of course,” Leon handed her the phone. “And if I can be of any help at all just say the word.”
He turned to the approaching police officer.
“That’s my car over there,” he pointed. “You could say I had a front row seat. I’m not sure that I have every detail straight in my mind but this is what I saw.”
Suddenly the tension that had kept him upright evaporated. He paled and swayed. The policeman caught his arm, steering him to his car.
“I think you’d better sit down, sir. Did you call emergency?”
Leon nodded.
“Thank you. Now, if you don’t mind, we’ll start with your name, and then we’ll take it a step at a time – don’t rush yourself.” He settled himself in the passenger seat. “I need to get all the details clear – and I didn’t pass the shorthand test!”
He smiled encouragingly. Leon sighed with relief and started with his name.
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