The rest of the ride was uneventful until we got to the infamous Breakneck Hill. Once Jack made it half way down the hill, he was going too fast for the road’s condition. He began to swerve back and forth in the middle of the road. He fought to keep control. He was lucky the road was no longer muddy. I was worried he was going to wreck. All of a sudden, as Jack was going up the next hill, a large blue truck came barreling over the hill on our side of the road. I was far enough behind Jack that I was able to get way off the road.
“Jack!” I yelled. “Watch out. There is a truck coming. Get out of the way.”
Jack looked up with fear in his face. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do. I saw the school’s driveway up ahead and hoped that he would make it to there in time. At least he had been riding as far to the left as he was able to. At the last minute he was able to turn into the driveway. My face showed my relief as I caught up to him.
“That was close, wasn’t it, Sue?”
"Yes, Jack it sure was close. I hope that doesn’t happen again. You did a great job, though. There are just some crazy drivers on the road.”
“I hope there aren’t any on the way home”
“I don’t think there will be. We will be leaving school before they are done hunting.”
“I see the teacher waiting for us. Let’s get over there so we aren’t late.”
was very glad that ride to school was over. I knew, though, that anything could happen on the way home.