This story is part of the August 19 Edition of Good Weekend.See all 19 stories.
As he lost control of the car, Danny’s life flashed before his eyes.
Credit: Jim Pavlidis
After the vehicle shuddered to a halt amid forgiving scrub, he reflected on what he’d recalled.
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Not for him some cinematic montage of his mother smiling over his cot, of climbing trees with his boyhood friends, of meeting Cleo, of their children being born.
No, all he’d had were bile-stirring visions of pecuniary injustices inflicted upon him, such as the $208 fine he’d copped for mistakenly using his son’s concession card on a tram.
What that said about him, he thought as he brushed glass from his lap, was more than a tad confronting.
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