Fortuitously, he fumbled through his pockets and found his car keys, still running he hysterically unlocked his car, slammed the door, and dropped his face in hands crying like a little girl. "Oh God this can't be happening." After a few moments of sobbing, he took a deep breath and put the key in the ignition and started his car. He wildly backed his car down the drive, taking one last look at the house as he pulled away. He saw nothing.
The adrenaline had temporarily sobered him enough to drive. After about ten miles it occurred to him that he didn't know where he was going. Rick picked up the phone and dialed his girlfriend's number. The phone rang numerous times while he mindlessly looked out his rearview mirror, suddenly a young woman appeared, her face a pristine vision.
A voice answered on the other line but Rick had dropped the phone as he slammed on the brakes. "Marcia!!!" he screamed, and as he turned he saw the beautiful girls lower body was missing and all that remained was a floating head oozing blood.
Rick, screaming and fighting himself to get out of the car, finally managed to get the door open only to find he was running in the cold wet grass, shoelessly along a deserted country road. Before long, a car's headlights could be seen coming rising up over the hill.
A delirious Kahn barely noticed as the car pulled up next to him. "Are you okay man?" as the driver. Kahn didn't even notice. The young man stopped his car and walked alongside the mumbling Kahn. "Dude, you been in an accident? It's not safe wandering in the dark practically in the road like that. You could be killed. Hey you don't have any shoes on." The young man put his hands around Rick's shoulders and stood in front of him, trying to make eye contact.
"You better come with me. I think you need to see a doctor or something." Rick stared blankly at the kid and let him lead him to the car, where he was gingerly strapped into the front seat.
"Hey man, don't worry you are gonna be okay. I will take you the hospital. I heard that people who have been in accident's go into shock. Was there anyone with you. Anybody else hurt?" Rick shook his head as he muttered to himself, "Marcia, oh God."
Article comments
1 - Rhonda Albano
Why don't you just be honest? It wasn't about Rick Kahn's speech at the memorial. It was about over 20,000 people fighting to keep Wellstone's legacy of social, racial and economic justice alive. I hate GOP supporters who can't handle the truth. Over 20,000 ordinary working people would never come out for Trent Lott or the rest of you right wingers.