Chapter 239

• When I was about thirty one, after being married for ten years, my parents were both tragically taken away from me. Even more tragically, there was no drunk driver, or truck driver that fell asleep at the wheel, to blame. I wish it had been that merciful for them. Not my poor parents.
• They had been driving home during a storm, and the rain went from bad to flash-flood level. My dad never even saw it coming. The car's brakes failed, or so the cops said, and they drove through a barrier and into the river. It had so much water rushing down it, that the car was immediately swept away.
• Their car was carried down river, and eventually got stuck on a rock mid-river, almost a quarter mile from where the road had been. The police told us that the cause of death was drowning. I cannot imagine a more horrible way to die, to KNOW you are running out of air and will die.