This story was published as a part of the Only fools die of heartbreak collection by Equus Press. We had just got presents for Lianne and Geezer and were revving in the car a couple blocks above Náměstí Míru. The frozen rain was coming down, and this dark gray Fiat Uno comes screaming out of a black hole. Dee was two, three feet into the intersection, momentarily paused, waiting for an opening. Three seconds, four . . . The Uno roared out of the black hole, smashing into our left front headlight. Driver didn’t even hit the brake. We skidded across the icy cobbles, my head smacking against the side window. We got out, shaken but O.K. Shattered glass from