As they neared a red light, where a motorcyclist was stopped in front of them, Barb blurted out. “Don’t go yet daddy…wait.”
“Wait for what dear?” asked mother as she and Ron watched the motorbike zoom thru the intersection just as a pick-up truck ran a red light, smashing into the cyclist from the left, killing the driver instantly.
Barb and Ron were shocked. Ron turned to Barb and asked, “How did you know that was going to happen?”
She smiled and said. “Grandpa told me so.”
Ron immediately became irate and slammed the driving controls into park and jumped from the car. From his open driver’s door, he yelled at Barb. “Your grandfather died five years ago. You know that!”