The car swerved around the sharp mend giving a narrow miss to the on-coming bus. He swerved back on the remaining of the road, but the weather made the car worst. The snow was coming down really hard and he couldn't see what was in front of him. The car was swerving left to right as he hit the main street, there was a stop light straight ahead, he prepared to stop. All he wanted was to make it home from work, to see his sick wife. She whom been sick with cancer, was on her death bed. The cancer had hit home and he wanted to make sure he was there, as if she was about to take her last breath, he just wanted to be there.
He made it safely a few feet from the stoplight, he called his son. "Hey...