Riding around
While Lily rode her scooter down the street, John kept a tight eye on her. He washed his car while listening to her chuckle in the background. But, after a while, his focus shifted, and Lily’s chuckle went away. It was almost as if he had forgotten about his daughter…
Lily screamed
John was nearly through washing his Mustang. He hadn’t turned back to look at his daughter in a long time since he was too preoccupied with his car. Lily shouted as a result. In a panic, John glanced around, wondering what had happened. He noticed his daughter, her face twisted in dread, pointing at something on the ground.