Claire getting stitches to close the wound
above her right eye that she sustained in the car accident]
Doctor :Hold still dear. Just another second. There. We're through now.
[The doctor leaves the room and a police officer enters]
Officer Barnes: Miss
Littleton, I'm sorry to bother you, but I need to ask
you a few questions. Can I ask you how the accident happened?
Claire: A...A truck forced us off the road.
Officer Barnes: Ok. And who was driving?
Claire Me.
Officer Barnes: Has anyone contacted your father?
Claire: My father died when I was 2.
Officer Barnes Sorry to hear that. I spoke with the truck driver. He's fine by the way. Uh...he said that when you hit him...
Claire: No, he hit us.
Officer Barnes: About...what speed would you say that happened when you were trying...
Claire: It just came out of no where. I didn't...
Officer Barnes: That's not the question I asked Miss Littleton.
Claire: I don't...I don't...I don't know how fast I was driving. Why are you even asking me these questions?!
Officer Barnes: These questions are standard procedure when there's a fatality.
Claire: My mother is in surgery. She's not dead.
Officer Barnes Right. So she is.
Claire: You...this is not my fault!
Officer Barnes: Didn't say it was. Good day Miss Littleton.
