Turning Points

A little girl, foru years old, rides her training bicycle onto the road outside her home. A large SUV, all blunt nose and shiny grill, bludgeons her small body into the bitumen, her bicycle unrecognisable under a rear tyre.

Two seconds.

Before: a grandmother of twenty.

After: Oblivion.

Two seconds.

Two realities. 

Two universes.