A moment later, a woman stepped out of the BMW Mini behind him, wearing a tight skirt. As she got out, she instinctively tugged down her hem.
“Sorry… I wasn’t paying attention. It’s my fault. I’ll call the insurance company right away.”
She avoided eye contact as she spoke, clearly nervous, thumbing through her phone.
“Caroline Taylor?”
The woman froze, looked up at Raymond, and stared for a moment, then suddenly covered her mouth.
“Oh my god! Raymond? It is you!”
Raymond smiled. What were the odds? Getting rear-ended only to run into his high school classmate? And not just any classmate, Caroline, the girl he sat next to for over a year and a half. Back then, he even had a crush on her.
“What a coincidence. Let’s pull over to the side first.”
Both cars parked. Caroline called the
