[ WP ] Tell the story of a car crash through the perspectives of a small child and an adult .

*Here's what I have so far, but I ca n't figure out how to segue from the setup into the crash itself using both perspectives, instead of just copping out and having the adult narrate it. I'll try and come back tomorrow evening to finish this if I can think of something. * 
 
 _________________________________ 
 
 “ Are we there yet? ” I hear for what might be the ninth or tenth time this trip. I lost count a few hundred miles ago. 
 
 My brain, and really, the very depth of my consciousness, feels like it's being assailed relentlessly by the sheer drudgery that is part and parcel of a long journey anywhere by car. The July desert sun has been shining into the windows on my side of the car since we finished lunch, and I can feel my sweat making itself at home between my back and my seat. Even with the air conditioning going, I swear the heat and humidity made the air in the car so thick you could swim through it. My hands are taking turns falling asleep on the wheel from all the road vibration, courtesy of Shitty Unmaintained Interstate Road Inc. 
 
 I'm pretty drowsy at this point too, actually. Staying up all night packing will do that to a guy. 
 
 To be fair though, I'm looking forward to this trip probably-close-to-but-not-quite asmuch as Eliza is. ( Going to Disneyland is a big moment in a 7-year-old girl's life, I'd imagine. A milestone maybe? ) It's been a busy couple of months in the office lately—all of them pretty intense—what with those fucks screwing up the recent Bay Bridge retrofit and our firm being called in to inspect and fix everything. I've been out in the field half the time and on-call for guys who are out in the field the other half. I've been stuck in hours upon hours upon hours worth of meetings with high-powered local figureheads, gruff contractors, and hordes of perfectionist engineers. 
 
 Anyway, as you can imagine, it's been tough. So really, spending a few really uncomfortable hours in the car is a piece of cake if it means getting away from the human pressure cooker for a weekend. 
 
 I'm holding about 80 in the left lane of the two lane desert highway. Not exactly kosher, if you're the kind of guy who follows the letter of the law, but out here on this kind of road, everybody does it. I've got my eye on the dark green pickup to my right, dancing with the Bott's dots to his left and the rumble strip to his right a bit, but generally staying in his own lane. Either falling asleep at the wheel, or drunk. Or both. 
 
 The GPS reads 237 miles remaining. Ugh. 
 
 I lightly puff out a bit of a sigh before turning the radio up ( because Eliza loves this shameless Top 40 pop song ) and settling into a more comfortable position in my seat for the miles ahead. 
 
 “ Almost there, honey. ” 
 
 * * * 
 
 “ Daddy, are we there yet? ” 
 
 Daddy and I are in the car going to Disneyland right now! I'm really, really excited. A looooot of my friends already went last year. Vienna's family went, and Misha's family, and Richard's family too, but now we get to go and it's going to be so cool! I even brought my princess costume in my suitcase because Daddy says kids get to dress up and play pretend at Disneyland. 
 
 We had to wake up kind of early this morning because Daddy said there would be a lot of cars on the way there, so I was really sleepy this morning and I took a nap. But then we stopped for lunch and got hamburgers. The hamburgers were good but mine had onions in it, and I do n't really like onions so I picked them all out and put them in Daddy's burger when he was n't looking! I'm pretty sure he did n't notice. 
 
 It's really really hot today. Like, when I put my head on the window, it felt like my hair was on fire! But it's okay,'cause Daddy covered the windows in the back seat with a big folding cover thing, so I can get some shade. 
 
 I finished the book that I brought with me before lunch so now I'm kind of bored. Daddy said I should have brought another book if I was so close to finishing that one but I did n't know I was that close! Not fair. Daddy wo n't let me play on his phone either because he says he wants to save the battery. It feels like we've been driving foreverrrrrrrr. 
 
 … Oh yay, my favorite song is playing! *Na na na naaaa You're gon na miss me when I'm gone~. * 
 This is my favorite song because I saw the music video on YouTube and it was really cool how she does this thing with a cup and makes music with it. I tried to learn it and I'm not very good at it yet, but Daddy says I'm getting a lot better! 
 
 “ Almost there, honey. ” 
 
 Yay! Yay yay yay!
