Here’s my contribution to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt. Thanks Priceless Joy for another awesome prompt!
The scene of the crime pierced an otherwise quiet neighbourhood like a gaudy Christmas tree, lit up with the flashing lights of emergency vehicles, news crews, and the flashes from a hundred selfies as the gawkers updated their Instagram feeds.
A crumpled car. A ruined house.
“A horrible accident” report the newsfeeds, filling your hunger for the latest tragedy.
An unfortunate set of circumstances leading to disaster.
But nothing happens by chance, does it?
I was there. I know.
The young family safe and warm in their home, enjoying story time before bed. The drunk driver risking the short trip home. A corner taken too fast. A cat which chose that instant to run across his path.
In the matter of life and death, a few seconds can make all the difference – or make no difference at all.
That poor family you say. What a terrible accident.
But in the matter of life and death, there are no accidents. I know. I was there.