The ambulance turned up, they wouldn't let me go with her and thus cheated out of a school free morning, I went off on my way. My dad called her dad that night and all was well.
I remembered that sound today. I remembered seeing my cousin on the road, crying and scared. It was surreal then and it was surreal today. I'm sitting here 15 hours later and I'm having trouble believing that the bus I was travelling on hit someone this morning. I bet our girl is feeling much the same.
I wonder how that bus driver is right now. I wonder if he'll sleep tonight. I wonder if he sees her face every time he closes his eyes. I hope he's okay.
* This is what the Tufty Club is all about. This link is for the youngsters and the non British!*
*Updated to add - the girl is okay. She was admitted to the local hospital for observation but is well.*