Death & Dying
I glance in the rearview mirror to check Cody's position. My heart drops into my shoes. Flashing red and blue.I watch in horror as the police cruiser tears out of the ditch in a spray of rocks and dirt. Instinctively, I downshift and jam the pedal to the floor.
The steel bar swings again, thudding against Darius's back. Darius makes a whooshing noise, that's all.
My mother might be dead, but she was still my mother. I knew that, even if my dad seemed to have forgotten.