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If that was
at all possible.

CHAPTER 6 - Meditation

 
    Colin
Lewis was a thirty-one-year-old Insurance Salesman. He was a family man with
three beautiful blonde haired children named Sophie, Sabrina and Sam. These
were aged seven, five and four respectively, and came with all the good and bad
points that parents with young children knew extremely well.
        His wife Laura was generally the quiet type
who totally adored her family, especially as that was all she’d ever desired
from a very early age. They lived in an old Victorian house on the outskirts of
Bedford, and having completely renovated the place from top to bottom over a
period of years, they were still in the middle of the process of extending it
further. Laura had met Colin eight years ago at a party. She’d deliberately
dressed to kill in a fetching short black dress that she knew enhanced her long
legs, which had always been what she regarded as being one of her best
features. Her strategy had worked exactly according to plan, because as soon as
Colin had set eyes on her, he was completely smitten. Once she’d set that trap,
it was only a short time after that, that she happened to fall pregnant with
marriage following soon after.

 
    Colin
had worked at his company for the past seven years, where the pay and
additional benefits seemed a fairly good package in comparison to some he’d had
in the past. Provided with a decent family sized car, that included free
private mileage, Colin was quite content with the area he covered along the M1
corridor. This was the section between Luton and Nottingham and he only had to
travel the longer distance occasionally, which also kept Laura pleased, as this
allowed him plenty of time to play with the kids in the evenings. Sophie was a
proper mummy’s girl. She really loved playing with her dollies, while Sabrina
was more of a tomboy, as she preferred to kick a ball around and play with Sam
with his boy’s toys. He, on the other hand, had been the most awkward of the
three children, having caused most concern during his early years.   This had consisted of constant visits to the
hospital due to him being so accident prone, having broken an arm and two
fingers on his right hand. Added to that, he’d also managed to dislocate his
collarbone as well as suffering a mild concussion, after running into the road
and colliding with the local policeman’s bicycle. The last incident had been a
little embarrassing, but fortunately, Sam had calmed down more recently. Colin
and Laura were extremely grateful that no one else appeared to be following in
his footsteps, so far.
        As the family were sitting around the
kitchen table eating breakfast one morning, Laura was standing by the worktop
making some toast, when she suddenly noticed the news item being broadcast.
        ‘There’s a warning of bad fog on the
motorway.’ she told Colin.
        ‘That’s no problem darling. I always drive
carefully as you well know.’ he replied.
        ‘I’m only saying........
        ‘Well don’t!’ he cut in rather abruptly.
‘You’re always nagging at me about my driving.’
        ‘That’s only because I worry about you.’
she said nervously.
         ‘Well don’t!’ he repeated. ‘I’m quite
capable of looking after myself, and I know that motorway like the back of my
hand.’ he replied, sounding quite annoyed. Colin was fairly well liked by his
neighbours. He was generally seen as a polite, friendly, church going sort of
chap, yet the moment he sat behind a steering wheel, the man became an entirely
different character altogether.

 
    Dave
was over the moon after the phone call. The hairs on the back of his neck were
playing up, and he could feel the adrenaline rushing right through his veins,
as he drove towards the laboratory in Fulham High Street. As he entered the
next junction, a passing cyclist got a bit too close and accidentally knocked
his wing mirror out of alignment. Then, just to