Crushed

When I was in primary school there was a boy I only knew remotely, but he seemed nice enough. One day he was driving into town and his father, sister and mother were in the car in front of him. Somewhere in the city, a large unsecured concrete block dropped from a building site onto his parents car and killed his mother, father and sister instantly - it was a freak accident and he saw it all. We never saw the boy at school again. To this day, whenever I walk under scaffolding or near a construction site, I think of this inicident.