The driver couldn't take his eyes off the two flying women and didn't have
sense enough to stop the car. The Ford hit a light pole and one of the wires
above snapped with a sound like a rifle shot, then swung down and touched the
concrete, where the current made it dance crazily around the car.
When Cade saw the woman on the passenger side open her door, he ran toward
the car yelling for her to stay inside it. She stared at him dazedly for a
moment, noticed that the man beside her was bleeding, unconscious, and slumped
between the steering wheel and the driver's door, and freaked out.
The power line was slapping itself frantically around the car as the woman
screamed, opened the door wider, and got out of the car, but she couldn't run.
Her gashed and bloody left leg gave out and she tried to crawl, but chances were
just too good that the power line would hit her.
Cade saw a stave from a broken pallet and grabbed it on the way to the car.
It was one of the spine boards; hard wood with half a dozen slats still stuck to
it.
He almost dove over the front of the car and managed to bat the power line
aside from the woman twice as she continued crawling, unaware that he was there.
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