Prompt: Write a story from 3 POVs where the main character is involved in an accident.
If Only
If only I had told him “I love you.”
It was just after five in the morning. Joe and I had finished a morning of passionate love-making. It was always how we started hump day!
Joe kissed me on my forehead as he got out of bed. I could hear the shower turn on. He had recently got a promotion at work. It was the one we were waiting.
The way we could afford our trip to Belize.
After ten years of marriage and not having kids yet, we were desperate to finally have our honeymoon.
As Joe came out and began to put on his clothes, I looked at him and smiled.
And then he kissed me on the cheek and headed to the office.
If only I had told him “Thank you.”
Every morning, Joe Franklin stops in this coffee shop. He orders the same thing, large dark roast, hint of cream, splash of Splenda, touch of decaf. Every morning, he is sure to ask me about the boys.
It’s amazing how he has remembered the details over the years. He asked when my youngest had to get braces. He always checked on my oldest who stayed in trouble. He had even brought the boys books and comics to keep them occupied and off the streets.
After our brief morning chat, Joe dropped his change from his five dollar bill in my tip jar, and waved bye.
If only I had looked twice.
It was right before seven. I had just gotten off of working a double shift. The night security failed to come in.
I was exhausted.
I approached the corner of 5th and Holland. The light was flashing, but I was in that left turn lane. I didn’t see any oncoming traffic or anyone crossing the street.
So I whipped it.
And that’s when I heard the thud.
I stopped the car and got out. People began to gather. I looked at the man on the ground. Clean cut. Mid thirties looking.
I looked at my damage. Blood that now oozed onto the street. Coffee stains on the pristine suit from the cup that had now splattered the intersection.
And a contorted body that spanned the width of my bumper.
If only Joe stepped out of his routine, for just one hump day.