Ben
My thick coarse fur caught most of the glass as it shattered. The car swerved, the bonnet crumbling like paper where it made contact with my bulk.
I had no time think, all I could do was hope that Foxy had braced herself for impact. I knew she had seen me running parallel with the car. I had been chasing them since the moment I had seen her slip into the back seat. I hadn’t asked him to drive her home. So, I had known exactly what was going on.
When he had taken the turning to head us of town all of my suspicions became real.
He didn’t have a chance. The car swerved, throwing me off and the rest of the shattered windscreen was ripped off as I was thrown into the road with a roar.
The sound of crunching metal filled the silent night air as I rolled to my feet easily, unharmed.
