Part one of term paper
"I wonder where John is?" Sandra Tucker thought, checking her watch. It was nearly 6 p.m., time for John to be home for supper. But her son never made it to the table. Driving home from his after-school job in Hartwell, Georgia, 16-year-old John had been having a little fun with a teenager in another car. "I hate to say racing, but that ...

Part two of term paper
... siren's very clearly but didn't think anything of it until my husband ran to the door screaming my name. We went to the accident scene. John was still in the car. They had covered him with a sheet . . . From then on, the night was just a blur. I remember sitting in my rocking chair, freezing to death. I was so cold . . . yet I must have had the heat up to 90 and wrapped in blankets.I couldn't focus on anything. It seemed my life had been ripped away from me. That was only one of the millions ...