When it rains, it pours. Such is not the case where I live. When it rains, it kind of just spits on us unfortunates in it's way. Sometimes, I wish California would just stay sunny. It should really stop trying to be like all the other states. Somehow, I don't think that is really possible. Everyone here is just like that as well, why not have a landmass just reflect what the inhabitants do; like a huge mirror.
Well what ever, I kind of got off topic. When it rains, like it is now, idiots feel the need to still speed, take no heed to the fact that, yes driving through a puddle is entertaining, no it is not smart when you are going at 60 miles an hour and there could be, y'know oils and things to make your tires slip. So, why am I telling you this? Because I was hit by one of those idiots! Here I am, sitting in the spitting rain, getting wetter and wetter as the hours passing, talking with the cops, trying to keep from wanting to punch the imbecile in the face, coping with the fact that I was just ran over by a car AND I'm still alive.
"Excuse me.. Miss...."
I whipped my head around and paused. "...Yes?"
He almost jumped. "Look, It seems like you have a case here...."
"Who are you?" I snapped. I was so sick of everyone in this damn place and I just wanted to go home, soak in a bath, take some pain killers, and go to bed.
"I'm a Lawyer, I think I can help you win this..." I watched him slowly pull a card from his front pocket on his expensive suit.
"I don't really want to make a case out of it...."
"You have to any way, It was a hit...he almost ran away...didn't he? It's a good thing there was a few cops on patrol..."
I grimaced, he was right. "But, if he had just ran right along the way, all I would have to do is walk to the clinic and take care of it. Things are Much more complicated now that the police force is out to right the world of wrong... " I said out loud. Whoops. I could have sworn I was listening to that voice, or at least what I think I sound like, in my head. When did my lips start moving?
"My name is Rick Loren, Give me a call...."
I watched him turn before I could reject him and had a look at his fancy card. "...Smart man." I looked back up to him and tilted my head