Rob desperately wished for a change of circumstances. Oh, he'd been in trouble before, but this time it was too much even for his rich father to bail him out of.

After a night of drinking, he'd gotten into a serious fight with his girlfriend, Cassie. She had stormed out of his father's minivan and told him she would rather walk home. She said it would be safer than riding with a stupid drunk like him. In a blind rage, he tore out of the parking lot. Seeing something in front of the van, he braked but it was too late.

He had run down his beloved Cassie, his girlfriend for 15 years (since they were 2). He stood on the driver's seet and looked out the sunroof and from that perspective, it didn't look good. She had to be dead.

Rob wasn't a religious person, but for the first time in a long time, he prayed.

"Please, God," he implored. "Don't let her die!. Make this a little accident. I'll live my life better. Give me another chance!"

Lightning and thunder descended from the heavens and the world spun around..

And when the world stopped spinning, Rob was looking out the 'sunroof' of his Fisher-Price minivan to see Cassie lying in front of the van on her diapered bottom in his back yard.

"Where did you learn how to drive?" the toddler Cassie questioned him. "I think you've had too much apple juice to drink."

And Rob giggled as he realized she was probably right. After all his diaper was really, really wet.

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