Dread and fear built up inside me as I watched my wife at the hospital, struggling.
Beep............ beep......... beep........ beep....... beep...... beep..... beep.... beep... beep.. beep. beep. beep. beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Then nothing.
A voice broke the silence, "I'm really sorry".
"It's ok", I replied, sadness and rage overwhelming me in equal measure. What had I done to deserve this? Why do these things happen to good people?
Anyway, her checkup was fine and I had the bumper replaced the next day.