Ethan watched from his rearview mirror as Tanner tumbled across the hard pavement. His blond head hit the ground followed by a tangle of arms and legs. Metal scrapping against asphalt split the night, grinding flesh and paint, forever unforgiving.
“How hard did you hit his bike?” Ethan asked, suddenly concerned when his friend didn’t try to get up. Slamming on the breaks, the car skidded to a stop in the middle of the road. Ethan and Amanda both turned and watched Tanner, still lying on the