A short story with a twist: The Accident.
As Carol stood in the bathroom she knew what the result would be, her hands were shaking as she reached the first step of the stairs.
"John'" she shouted.
John came and stood at the bottom of the stairs with a worried look on his face
"What's wrong?" he asked.
By now Carol had already reached the bottom of the stairs, she gulped then said in a quiet voice - 'you're a daddy'.
The next nine months were to be a test of courage and strength both for Carol and John
When the birth certificate came through it read: "Twins born to Mr. and Mrs. Walker, first twin (Emily) born at 6:37pm, 16th/May/l959, The second twin (Katie) born at 6:42pm, 16th/May/1959.
The next 18 years brought joy, sadness and grief to the Walker family. At 2 years Emily said her first word "sister" at 3 years Katie took her first step.
It was the afternoon of 1963 the hottest day in the year, Carol was making tea in the kitchen, and John was in the back sunning himself when it happened. Emily somehow opened the front door for fresh air when Katie came running by her, straight onto the road, she fell over and twisted her ankle, just then David Burns came shooting around the corner, she screamed out for her sister but it was too late, David slammed on the brakes he was just too slow, the last words said by Katie were "Emily I love you", then he hit Katie. The worst thing was that Emily saw the whole thing, in graphic detail; she ran inside, tears streaming down her face, she ran into the kitchen
"Mum, Mum! It's Katie, She's hurt ",
"Where is she?"
"On the rood",
" Oh my lord"
Carol rushed to the back of the house
"John Katie's hurt"
He leapt out of his sent and ran on to the rood, where Katie was lying, when he held her she was cold and blood was dripping down her head, he tried resuscitation but it just didn't work, then he just picked her up and carried her inside. He sat there in shock. He just kept repeating
"My Little girl, it'll be O.K, daddies little girl"
Carol called 911 then
"John'" she shouted.
John came and stood at the bottom of the stairs with a worried look on his face
"What's wrong?" he asked.
By now Carol had already reached the bottom of the stairs, she gulped then said in a quiet voice - 'you're a daddy'.
The next nine months were to be a test of courage and strength both for Carol and John
When the birth certificate came through it read: "Twins born to Mr. and Mrs. Walker, first twin (Emily) born at 6:37pm, 16th/May/l959, The second twin (Katie) born at 6:42pm, 16th/May/1959.
The next 18 years brought joy, sadness and grief to the Walker family. At 2 years Emily said her first word "sister" at 3 years Katie took her first step.
It was the afternoon of 1963 the hottest day in the year, Carol was making tea in the kitchen, and John was in the back sunning himself when it happened. Emily somehow opened the front door for fresh air when Katie came running by her, straight onto the road, she fell over and twisted her ankle, just then David Burns came shooting around the corner, she screamed out for her sister but it was too late, David slammed on the brakes he was just too slow, the last words said by Katie were "Emily I love you", then he hit Katie. The worst thing was that Emily saw the whole thing, in graphic detail; she ran inside, tears streaming down her face, she ran into the kitchen
"Mum, Mum! It's Katie, She's hurt ",
"Where is she?"
"On the rood",
" Oh my lord"
Carol rushed to the back of the house
"John Katie's hurt"
He leapt out of his sent and ran on to the rood, where Katie was lying, when he held her she was cold and blood was dripping down her head, he tried resuscitation but it just didn't work, then he just picked her up and carried her inside. He sat there in shock. He just kept repeating
"My Little girl, it'll be O.K, daddies little girl"
Carol called 911 then