What started out being an ordinary Saturday night turned out to be anything but.  We thought we were just going down to the store to get us a movie and instead felt like we were in one. 

It was about 7 pm and we decided to go down to Publix, in the golf cart, to pick up a few groceries and get a movie.  After buying the groceries and chatting with the girl at the register, we went over to the Blockbuster Box and picked out our selection, a thriller.  Who knew we were about to be involved in a thriller in just a few minutes? 

We then put everything in the golf cart and headed home.  I was kind of sleepy so I put my head on my husband's shoulder for a quick two mile snooze. 

About a mile into the ride home the cart stopped.  It was dark.  I looked up from my husband's shoulder to see him intently looking at the road.  So I lifted my head in the direction of his gaze to see what he was looking at.  He didn't say a word.  It took a moment for my mind to recognize what my eyes were seeing. 

At first glance, we thought someone lost something out of their golf cart.  There was a cart in the middle of the road at a diagonal looking like it was heading towards the Village Post Office where you go to pick up your mail.  Their cart was stopped with the lights on right in the middle of the road but something was in the road. 

It took a few seconds to understand what we were seeing.  There were two bodies in the road on the ground evidently being thrown out of their cart.  We jumped out and rushed to the scene to see what looked at first to be one woman dead and the man crying out for help.  Both were covered in blood.  Nobody was around.

The man lifted his bloody face toward us from the pavement and cried out.  "Call 9-1-1."   The woman wasn't moving.  It was absolutely horrifying. 

I immediately said "I'll go get help."   I started to run in a certain direction when my husband yelled at me asking me where I was going.  I thought I was in front of our Post Office when in fact I was in front of the other one down the road.   I was a bit confused myself having just woken up not quite knowing where I was.

I was heading in a direction of what I thought was a friend's home but now realizing they lived in the opposite direction and too far for me to quickly get help I changed course.  I went to the first house I saw about 200 yards away.  I rang their doorbell in such a way the occupants would have to know something was wrong.  I saw the husband jump up from the couch and run to the door.  I shouted to him as he looked out the window to call 9-1-1.  He opened the door and I quickly told him what had just happened.  He ran to the phone. His wife was running around the house trying to ready herself for going out with me.   

I ran back to the scene to see others had started to show up in cars and golf carts.  A lady was on her cell phone calling for help as well.  My husband was kneeling next to the woman who was now awake.  After I left my husband, he had turned to the unconcious woman and touched her fearing the worst.  As he touched her shoulder, her eyes opened up but she had no idea who and where she was.  She was incoherent. 

The husband also still on the ground, with another gentleman keeping him down and talking to him, was distraught blaming himself for whatever just happened.    I went over and offered to take their golf cart home and he said ok.  He told me his address.  Nobody knew the road they lived on, but we run it so I knew exactly where it was.  I could hardly look at the man because he was so covered in blood.  The woman had a pool of blood quickly collecting under her and we were sure glad to see the rescue, firetruck and police show up when it did less than 10 minutes later. 

Assessing the situation we think they were going too fast and making a turn at the same time and most likely she fell out.  As she was falling out, we think the husband tried to hold her back because we found his broken watch under her body.  In the process of grabbing her with both hands,  he fell out on his side of the golf cart.  When we came upon them, the golf cart was between them as they were on either side of it.  It was clear she was in rough shape but that the husband would be ok. 

She ended up being air lifted to an Orlando hospital and he was driven to a local hospital in the next town.  We, drove their cart home after the local police did their thing and the state trooper showed up.  The cops followed us to their home and we drove their cart into their garage and left the opener with the cop who then brought it over to a neighbor. 

Yesterday we went by their home not seeing any sign that anyone was home yet and will continue to check up on them. 

The funny thing is the day before my husband put together a sermon entitled "Providence" which he was to teach on Sunday night.   How interesting.  We spoke about the events leading us to be in that place at that exact time.   What if we hadn't gotten the movie that took us quite some time to pick out?  What if we hadn't spoken so long to the cashier? 

When we came upon this couple it had just happened.  No other cars or life in sight.   It was eerily quiet and in a fairly dark spot.  Across from this Post Office was a long high wall with houses hid behind it.   If a car had gone by, or if we were in a car instead of our golf cart, they most likely would have been run over.  They were right on the center line smack in the middle of the road. 

The whole thing was like being in a horror show or a mock disaster situation because it was so surreal.  To see two people thrown out like that is very unusual.  One person being thrown out of a golf cart is not that unusual but two at the same time?   Pretty rare I think. 

So we went home, two hours later, and watched our horror flick.  After what we just witnessed, the movie seemed quite tame.