Picture?width=100&height=100 Kimberly McKee Pickens

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The Future is Not Ours to See


The Future is Not Ours to See

“Is anyone here a doctor?” John said. I will call him John. John Doe since I had never seen the man that was running over to me as I lay in the tall grass with blood pouring down my face.

A woman who had been jogging on the nature trail by the highway and saw the accident ran over and said, “ I am a doctor!” jogging towards me and John Doe.

I could see blurry figures darting down the embankment to where I lay in the tall grass. I realized almost too slowly that they were people, all running. The woman that was a doctor ran over to me and pressed two fingers into the side of my neck.

“She’s still alive!” she shouted to the others following her.

I could hear a male voice giving the location of the accident.

“Come quick, please,” he pleaded.

The woman knelt down beside me. “Can you hear me?” I managed to nod my head up and down, although the motion caused a rush of pain. “Stay with me. My name is Kaitlyn and I am a doctor. You are going to be just fine. I need you to stay with me.”

Then I heard the sirens of emergency vehicles. They pulled down the grassy hill to where I was.

“ Over here!” the woman doctor called to the medics as they got out of the truck. They ran towards me with a black bag and gurney. Strapping me in, they began asking me questions. Did I know my name and did I remember what happened? I wanted to answer them, but I couldn’t find my voice.

Visions of the night before at the country club with my boyfriend, Robby came flooding back to my mind as I was put into the ambulance. Both our parents were members and they had thrown us an after-graduation party. When we finished our dinner, Robby and I decided to go out on the terrace. The sun was going down and the sky was an amazing display of light blue, yellow and pink. There was a slight breeze blowing, which made me glad that I had decided to put my white cashmere sweater over my Lily Pulitzer sundress.

“Robby, Hailey and I are leaving first thing tomorrow for New York City. I don’t know how to say this, but I think it might be a good idea if we stop seeing each other for a while. I don’t know how long I will be gone or even if I will ever come back here. It’s not fair for me to ask you to put your whole life on hold while I am out chasing my dream of being a model.”

Robby pulled me close to him and lifted my chin so that our lips met evenly. His kiss was long and gentle with so much passion. It was a way he had never kissed me before in the three years that we had dated. As our lips separated he whispered, “I will let you go Katie, but I will never stop loving you.” Our bodies were still pressed together and now I wished that I hadn’t worn my cashmere sweater.

“Was I doing the right thing leaving Robby. I knew he really loved me. I just needed to get out of this hick town and I had always dreamed of being a model since I had my first Barbie doll.

Robby was just fine staying here. He was somewhat of a town hero. A star quarterback of the high school football team. His dad had a hardware store that he planned on Robby taking over when he retired in a couple of years.

I just felt like I would explode if I did not go to New York and follow my dream. I had to do this for myself, even if it meant losing Robby.

The memory of our last kiss sent shudders up my spine, and made me feel dizzy, like I couldn’t breathe. Suddenly, everything went dark inside the ambulance.

I woke up in the hospital three days later with tubes coming out of me what seemed like every direction and one even down my throat. When I opened my eyes I the bright light stung my eyes. Tears ran out of the corners of both eyes and down the sides of my face.

Mama was sitting in a chair beside the bed. I want to call to her but I couldn’t with the tube running down my throat. She finally looked at me and saw that my eyes were opened. She ran over to the door and yelled to the nurses station down the hall, “She’s awake! Katie is awake!”

Then I saw my dad come in the room carrying two cups of coffee.

“Martin, Katie is awake!” he looked at her and came over to me. He sat the down the coffee cups and stroked my hair away from my forehead. “Katie Bug , you gave your mother and I quite a scare.” He just starred at me like if he looked away I would go to sleep and he couldn’t talk to me. I could see the fear in his eyes. Always before he had been in control and was able to fix everything, now he had no control. I knew that he felt helpless and that was something he was not use to feeling.

Suddenly, the memory of the wreck came flooding back to my mind. I remembered Hailey and I were on our way to New York to become Models. We had the top down on my BMW convertible that my parents had bought me for a graduation present. We had our long hair blowing and we were singing along with the radio, when out of nowhere this transferred truck came up behind me and started blowing his horn. I couldn’t get over fast enough and he rammed me. I lost control of the car. It flipped three times and landed in a ravine along the side of the highway.

The last thing I remember was laying in the tall grass and feeling blood trickle down my face.

© Kimberly McKee Pickens, 2019. All rights reserved.


Kimberly McKee Pickens



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Fatin @fatinnuramiraamira
I love this story..
Lacy @lacygrinnell
loved every moment of it please keep writing
A @ajade
Need more. Please keep writing. So heartfelt an mysterious. You have an authors talent.