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2ãJonda had a sixth sense for accidents and lived in terror of them ever since that awful night so many years ago. She still couldnât abolish the terrible image of that teenager screaming for help, her help.
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3ãHer subsequent report on the incident had dutifully noted the facts, as she had been trained to write them, facts that did not include screams or pain.
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She made a gesture to turn on the patrol carâs flashing lights, but her partner, David, beat her to it; he too had sensed the danger. âLetâs pull that car over before someone gets hurt,â he said.
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5ãThe big car slowed, but not enough to stop at the warning sign as the driver slammed on the brakes. The car slipped off the road into the Dalton River.Jonda quickly brought the police car to a halt and got out.
Yelling at David to call for backup help, she slipped down the side of the road to the waterâs edge.
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6ãThe rain had swelled the river into a raging monster. It roared well over its banks, rushing swiftly with tree limbs caught in the raging current. And half submerged in the current was the car.
As big as it was, the force of the water had heaved it against a tree, the passenger seat submerged, water rushing over the windshield. âDear Lord!â Jonda prayed. âNever again!â This is too much, too familiar, Jonda thought.
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7ãThe driver would not have had time to make it out, Jonda knew. Her flashlight beam barely cut through the heavy rain, but she could still see the trapped driver screaming and banging the window.
And the car was filling up with water.âDavid, I need the window hammer!â Jonda called over her radio and rushed toward the car.
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8ãBy the time she was at the driver door, the water was rushing up to her waist, and unbelievably cold, like her legs had been encased in ice. If she didnât work quickly, she could lose the feeling in her lower body and collapse.
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9ãThrough the window, Jonda saw the woman with water up to her chest. A work badge pinned to her chest identified her as Sandy. And she was old, 65 or 70. She would not last long in the icy water.
Her eyes, betraying her intense fear, were locked on Jonda's. âSave me,â she screamed.
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10ãDavid caught up with Jonda and passed her the window hammer. âMaâam,â she yelled through the window, âI need you to turn away from the glass! Iâm going to break through!â
The woman turned her head, and Jonda struck. The glass, thick as the old car was big, barely cracked. And with a heavy heart Jonda felt the car heave. The current was loosening it from the tree.
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11ãJonda struck again with all her might and this time, mercifully, the window broke into little pieces. Water rushed in and the car heaved again, soon to be carried downstream.The woman tried to speak through her shivering lips.
âTell my grandchildren I love them,â she moaned.Jonda leaned in and wrapped her arms around the woman. âWeâre not going to lose you, Sanely! Put your arms around my neck and hold on!
David, grab my waist and pull!âWith all her strength in the icy water, Jonda grabbed the slender woman out of her seat and through the broken window, David pulling at her waist.
The car heaved one last time, and just as the woman cleared it, it was swallowed by the water.The woman was crying in Jondaâs arms. âItâs all right, maâam,â Jonda said, tears streaking down her cheeks, unable to let go of the woman.
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Iâm forever grateful to her.â But Jonda feels she has much to be grateful for too, because finally, she is healed and free of the acute nightmares of her past.
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