Sean, 23, bought a new-to-him truck. Exactly the truck he'd always wanted. Of course, he looked it over carefully. So did his friend John, a mechanic, along with Sean's girlfriend. They even crawled underneath. They all said it looked great.
Sean and his girlfriend took a drive on the freeway. The left front end dropped out--wheel, axle, all that goes with that assembly. The truck went toward the median, crossed it, and faced a semi, which hit Sean's truck. Sean was thrown out and was killed. The truck was destroyed, except for the little cocoon-like place where his girlfriend was sitting. She had some bruises. That's all, except for her great loss. Sean.
Sean is the son of my dr's nurse. Her only boy. She told me many things last Friday, including the above account, and cried all through our visit. Says her husband is devastated; he had plans for all that he was going to pass on to his son--not things. "Now what?" he asks.
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