The other morning while commuting to work on the bus, I saw a very haunting image. The traffic was a crawl on Kingsway and when we got to Imperial all the bus passengers saw why. Right in the middle of the intersection was a silver car (well, what was left of the car). The surrounding pavement was covered with glass shards and bits of twisted metal. Police were everywhere taking pictures and measurements. And the interior of the car was exposed for all to see because the roof had been torn off, perhaps by the impact? Or by the jaws of life? Either way, it was sickening.

And to make the gruesome accident scene more horrific than imagined –  there was a baby pink soothing blanket right where the backseat used to be. Someone’s child had been sitting in that car during impact. Shivers.