Boyfriend's Lover Strikes Out
On Independence Day, I was on my way to my boyfriend's house when a car slammed into me.
The stretch of road was deserted. The collision jammed my door shut, and the acrid smell of gasoline filled the air. My car was about to explode.
I scrambled for the emergency hammer, only to find it had been swapped out for a pink toy mallet.
Panic rising in my chest, I dialed my boyfriend's number. To my horror, his ringtone sounded from the very car that had crashed into me.
He stepped out, arm wrapped around his childhood sweetheart. She put on a pitiful face, tears in her eyes. "Oh no, I'm so clumsy. It's my first time driving, and I hit someone."
When my boyfriend realized the victim was me, h