Copyright 2012 by JT Lewis
I’ve always wanted to use that line ‘It was a dark and stormy night’ in a story, and in fact I was thinking that exact thought when it happened. Driving down route one that night I was listening to old rock on the radio and just trying to see out of the windshield. As I rounded a curve the headlights suddenly revealed a deer standing smack in the middle of the road, hypnotized by my lights.
I cut the wheel hard to the left and the car started spinning counter clockwise; somehow spinning right around the deer during the five complete revolutions that the car and I made. I finally got the car stopped, ending up perpendicular to the highway, my hands clamped on the wheel like steel talons. Taking deep breaths to get my heart rate down, I marveled at my good fortune at getting through the ordeal with no damage to life or limb. Even the car and the buck were unscratched by the incident; I guess lady luck was smiling on us all.
I didn’t realize the change at first, but it gradually dawned on me that the night was getting lighter. As I looked to my left I was blinded through the rain-soaked window by the brightest most invasive light I could ever remember. Mesmerized, I just sat there watching the light grow bigger and brighter until it seemed to fill my soul with blinding whiteness. In those final moments I was overcome with an amazing calm, noticing how quiet everything had become as the glow enveloped me in a warm blanket of apparent safety.
Then the semi struck the door…