Distant warning
Today rained a bit and the road was very slippery. When we arrived to the place where we park the car at the road’s side, there were a lot of cars parked in the middle of the road and everybody was out of their cars. It seemed like an accident…
A car slipped away from the road and fell into the ravine just 2 minutes before we arrived. The car tumbled over the same place were we always park. If we had arrived a bit earlier maybe I wouldn’t be telling this story. Inside the car were a couple, so we hiked down the ravine to get them out of the car. The police arrived and also an ambulance. The car was totally smashed. Fortunately, they weren’t too hurt. The woman got a punch in her head and the man got some scratches, but they were consious. We promise to never park in there.
We didn’t even touch the boulders since we had to quickly return to my home. Aunt Yola would meet us there to give us her wedding’s (shall I say requiem’s?) invitations. What’s more intimidating? A car crash or a good friend getting married? 
