Today is January 20, 2013 on January 20, 2012 I was at home working enjoying the quiet in the house. The day I got the call no mother should get. My daughter who was a senior in high school had just came home from testing and said she was going to lunch with her friends.
I casually dismissed her comment as she left and went back to work. No more then 20 minutes goes by and she calls me in hysterics. I start to panic because all I can make out is that there has been a wreck. All I could see in my mind is her 99 Ford Mustang all mangled. she finally tells me where she is and that she didn’t wreck but her friend Beth who had a 2000 white Ford Mustang had. They where racing, and on the worse possible road to be driving wrecklessly. I jump in the suburban and race down to the accident. I get there and had to pull off the road about a block away and I saw the Mustang in the desert mangled beyond recognition that it was a Mustang. Madeline could not keep up with Beth so she let off the gas, she said the last time she looked at her speedometer she was going 75. Beth’s tires where bald and as she flew by Madeline she lost control of the car caught dirt and rolled anywhere from 3-6 times.
Simonetta yelled for Madeline to stop and all they could see was a big ball of dust.
Both Beth and Madeline had passengers. I was so relieved to see my daughter my first reaction I wanted to choke her out. Simonetta was her passenger and even more hysterical then my daughter. The ambulance had already left with Beth and Desiree. It took the longest time for the police to let Madeline and Simonetta leave the scene. I actually had to fill out their statements.
A witness and her husband had stopped because they witnessed the whole thing, they let my daughter have it before I even got there. Normally, that would be a cause to fight with me, but .. There had been other wrecks and deaths in this road. It was a good thing the boys where still there they where in the group but didn’t follow in the speed chase.
Magen and Sean had just got to the scene and where trying to reach Beth’s and Desiree’s parents.
Once the police let us go I had one of the boys drive Madeline’s car to my parents and then we all jumped in the suburban and went to the hospital.
In the car the kids told me they thought Beth and Desy where dead at first and the fear in their faces from what they just witnessed scared me. We made it to the hospital finally an update, Desiree’s lung I can’t remember if it was punctured or contusions but she was only in the hospital for a couple of days. Beth on the other had a blood clot in her brain and brain surgery.
I had to call the girls work because they where suppose to both work that night Beth and Madeline. Somewhere in between all this craziness I ended up texting Desy’s mom I was concerned because everyone was going back and forth between the girls. We ended up texting each other for a while keeping each other up to date on progress of Desiree’s improvement, court and medical costs. They tried to put in the police report that there was drinking involved, but there was not. They all had just came from school picking up Desy, because she another test that the others didn’t have.
I think I was still in shock but we had moved up stairs with Beth and they had given Beth’s mom her clothes. I think she was in shock I don’t know but she started pulling out every and I mean every bloody piece of Beth’s clothing that they had cut off of her, to my horror.
This story didn’t have a tragic ending both Beth and Desy are fine. But Beth and Madeline had consequences to pay. The policeman came to the house to ticket Madeline. The ticket was upwards of $2,000.00 each and they where scheduled for court facing felony charges. Two girls who never get into trouble, for a moments lapse in judgement.
Usually tragedies bring friends together. It did and then it did the opposite. Coming to terms with you almost died and lost the car you worked so hard to get, leaves a bitter taste. The court date arrived and the judge was merciful, the fine was lowered significantly. Both girls had to go to two classes. Coroners class and a scared straight class, and are on probation for a year, which is almost up.
I am not writing this post to embarrass my daughter, I am hoping it will educate other kids, only by the grace of god are those two girls alive, just look at the picture of the car again.
Graduation came and now it is a year later and time to put the nightmare to rest. #Blogboost