Kissed by an angel

Kissed by an angel

By:Elizabeth Chandler

Grimaced - an ugly, twisted expression on a person's face, typically expressing disgust, pain, or wry amusement.

Connecticut - a state in the northeastern U.S., on the coast of the Atlantic Ocean’s Long Island Sound, one of the six New England states.

I never knew how romantic a backseat could be Ivy said, smiling at tristan. Then looking at the junk on the floor of the car. tristan got his tie out of the cup & tossed the dripping think in the front of the car, then sat back with Ivy. Ow! The smell of crushed flowers filled the air. Ivy laughed. What’s so funny?” Tristan asking, pulling the smashed roses from behind him, but he was laughing too.

“Ivy, I love you,” Tristan said, his face suddenly serious. She stared back at him, then bit her lip. “This isn’t some kind of game for me. I love you Ivy Lyons, and one day you will believe me.” She hugged him tightly and said I love you Tristan Carruthers,” as she whispered into his neck. Ivy did believe him and trusted him more than any one.

Tristan turned on the headlights. You really don't have to hurry, said Ivy. I’m not hungry anymore. I ruined your appetite? She shook her head. I guess I’m filled up with happy happiness, she said softly. The car sped along & too a curve sharply. I said, we don't have to hurry. That’s funny, Tristan murmured. I wonder what’s-” He glanced down at his feet. This doesn’t feel. . . .”

Slow down okay?

It doesn’t matter if we’er late- Oh! Ivy pointed straight ahead. Tristan!”

A deer plunged through the bushes and into the roadway. Then the deer stopped. It turned its head, its eyes drawn to the car’s bright headlights. Tristan!

They were rushing towards the shining eyes.

Tristan don’t you see it?”

Rushing still.

Ivy, something’s-”

A deer! she exclaimed.

Then another light came from behind the deer. A car was coming from the opposite direction. Trees walled them in. There was no room to veer left or right. Stop! she shouted.

“I’m-”

Stop, why don’t you stop? she pleaded. Tristan, stop!

The windshield exploded.

For days after, all Ivy could remember was the waterfall of glass.