February 3, 2005
An umbrella exploded in my face. I nearly lost an eyeball, my left one, my favorite. Reflex kicked in and reacted for me. It jerked my head back with (pardon the pun) breakneck speed and brought me dangerously close to whiplash. The man at my side smiled and managed a sorry, then kept moving. I stood, catching my breath and mentally calming my heart. I watched him walk away. Considering a deep grab bag of vulgarities I mumbled the winner under my breath. Looking up, I squinted in the light. One raindrop fell from the sky and she was gone.