Dropped!
I abruptly pulled over to the side of the road. The summer heat had been bearable as the wind blew through our hair, but now we had come to a complete stop. My face felt like I had just opened the oven to remove a finished casserole. I didn’t yet know the extent of the damage. Car after car zoomed by as I awkwardly half-jogged back toward the crash site. Moments earlier, the golf cart’s electric motor hummed as we…