[This triggers in her mind that her mom is at least attempting to stay afoot on the latest music and she hence cracks a small smile and emits a low chuckle. Candace looks at her with a grimace and replied to Nahlia's reaction with an "oh hush hon. Let me be". Nic and Keisha Join in the laughter momentarily.]
The warm moment of laughter in the car alerts Candace to the fact that she is going to miss her son when he moves and she looks into the rear view mirror to admire her "fine parenting". Nic sees her eyes in the mirror and greets them with a small smile that quickly bends into a frown as he sees a big red pickup truck several car lengths ahead loose control and smash into a parked car on the side of the highway. Candace's eyes bulge at all the calamity that is beginning to occur ahead. The road quickly goes laden with smoke and skidding cars. She quickly gauges how far the nearest car behind her is and slams on the breaks veering to the right to avoid a car ahead. It is almost in slow motion how their car narrowly passes by the slowing car ahead and begins to careen towards the freeway shoulder. The brakes on the old Chevy Impala are weak and aged as they skid almost two-hundred feet before coming to a stop a little off the right shoulder. Around them the mayhem continues as another car is skidding next to them and crashes into Keisha's door causing her head to whip violently close to the shattering rear passenger window. Nic grabs her and holds her tightly against him away from the window. Peering past her he can see the other motorist is barely conscious as they try to feebly fight down the deployed airbag in the car.
A few moments pass and it seem as though the chaos is ending. Nic looks around and sees that everyone in his car is ok. Nahlia is paralyzed with fear but unscathed. Candace is starring out the driver side window at all the mayhem that has occurred. She is awe stricken. Nic turns to Keisha while she is clenching him. She has a few small cuts on her face but ultimately is fine. He then turns his attention to the motorist that hit them and jumps out the car to check on them. Before he could even reach the other disabled vehicle his ears are met with the sound of a semi-trailer locking its breaks due to the poor decisions of its tired inattentive driver and emitting the horrid howling of eighteen tires skidding across the ground pleading with the concrete to get the massive truck and it's load to stop. Nic is just rounding the left rear driver side corner of his mother's car. The sound causes him to look up to see the semi bearing down on him. Without a thought he throws himself out of the way of the truck and into the path of yet another motorist whose attention span was not broad enough to detect and react to the large accident ahead. Nic closes his eyes and covers his face as he lands on the road in front of the on-coming car. The horrible tune of chaos plays out through the sound of crushing metal and breaking glass backed by the sound of screeching tires.
The light patter of small debris hitting his face allows Nic the pleasure of knowing he's not dead. He opens his eyes to evaluate the bug riddled bumper and grill of a well traveled Toyota Corolla that stopped just a few inches away from killing him. Nic stands only to be sent back down to the ground when his knees buckle with fear at the sight of the remains of a red Impala protruding from underneath the semi-trailer's cab half-way up the embankment
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