A horrifying crash. If that were anyone else but Anita involved,
it might have called for some sincere pity from Abel. However, sympathy categorically refused to
surface in the case of this particular woman.
He had known her only too well. She had never let him be his true, lovable,
happy-go-lucky self. Happy New Year 2005!
Car smashed.
The way she was going, literally, that had to happen sooner or later. Of
course, it had to! But thankfully, it
wasn’t his car that was involved. Good that Anita had picked her own vehicle on
that day rather than use Abel’s which she did once too often, if only to irritate him. Abel definitely wouldn’t have fancied being
even remotely close to or mixed up with the incident in anyway.
Drunken driver crushed
beyond recognition. That was, undoubtedly, the icing on the
cake. No amount of patch up would put
that wretched woman back in one piece. Blessedly, Anita had gone too far away
from the world to ever return to him. To
trouble him or to bother him. Her
deliberate jibes and insults had stung him only too often. And her endless
demands had drained him so. But he had completely lost it that day. Oh damn it!
Abel Freeman certainly would want to forget the whole bloody episode.
