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Great.
Yes.
How about Sunday night? That's always the best time.
Okay.
What's going to happen to Dolores?
I don't know.
Will the police do anything to her?
It's too late for that. She can't drive the bus anymore. The school board saw to that right off.
She'll move away.
There's talk of that.
Someplace where no one knows her. Someplace strange and new.
Now on that morning, did there come a time, Nicole, when you left your parents' house?
Yes.
What time in the morning was this?
About eightthirty in the morning.
Was anyone waiting for the bus with you?
No. I was alone. My sister Jenny was sick and stayed home that day.
Was there anything unusual about the driver, Dolores Driscoll, or the bus that particular morning?
Like what? I mean, I don't remember a lot.
Yes.
And where did you sit that morning?
My usual place. On the right side. The first seat.
And according to your recollection, there was nothing unusual about the drive that morning?
Until the accident? No. Yes, there was.
No.
Did there come a time when all the children had been picked up?
Yes.
You remember that much?
As I'm talking, I'm remembering more about it.
Yes.
There was a brown dog that ran across the road up there, right by the dump, and Dolores slowed down not to hit him, and he ran into the woods. And then Dolores drove on and turned onto the Marlowe road, as usual. I remember that. I'm remembering it pretty clearly.
You are?
Yes.
I will offer that report. Well, then, now that your memory seems to be clearing, can you tell us what else you observed at that time?
Before the actual accident?
Yes.
I was scared.
Why were you scared?
This is before the accident, Nicole. Do you understand what I'm asking?
Yes, I understand.
Why were you scared?
Dolores was driving too fast.
Mrs. Driscoll was driving too fast? What made you think that, Nicole?
The speedometer. And it was downhill there.
You could see the speedometer?
Yes. I looked. I remember clearly now. It seemed we were going too fast down the hill. I was scared.
How fast would you say Mrs. Driscoll was going? To the best of your recollection?
Seventytwo miles an hour.
Seventytwo miles an hour? You're sure of this?
Positive.
You believe that the bus driven by Mrs. Driscoll was going at seventy two miles an hour at this time?
I told you I was positive. The speedometer was large and easy to see from where I was.
You saw the speedometer?
Yes.
Did you say anything to Mrs. Driscoll?
No.
Why not?
I was scared. And there wasn't time.
There wasn't time?
No. Because the bus went off the road. And crashed.
You remember this?
Yes. I do now. Now that I'm telling it.
What do you remember about the accident?
I remember the bus swerved, it just suddenly swerved to the right, and it hit the guardrail and the snowbank on the side of the road, and then it went over the embankment there, and everyone was screaming and everything. And that's all. I guess I was unconscious after that. That's all. Then I was in the hospital.
Are you a reporter?
No.
Kyle Lambston's a drunk. Nobody likes him. He's a nasty piece of work.
In what way?
Been drinking since high school. Fucked himself up. Used to be smart enough.
Any criminal record?
Probably half a dozen traffic convictions. Drunk driving. Lost his licence. That's why he don't work no more.
Can't get off that shitty dump they live on. What little money comes in goes to booze.
How does the family survive?
Don't know. Food banks, welfare, church charity. They scrape by.
I'm sorry for coming over unannounced like this, Mrs. Otto, but the Walkers said you would understand. I know it's an awful time, but it's important that we talk.
Who are you?
I'm a lawyer.
You can't come here.
Please, let me explain. I'll only take a moment of your time.
No.
Please.
The Walkers spoke very highly of you.
You've been retained?
Yes.
Their child died, and they got a lawyer.
It should be said that my task is to represent the Walkers only in their anger. Not their grief.
Who did they get for that?
You are angry, aren't you, Mrs. Otto? That's why I'm here. To give your anger a voice. To be your
Dolores?
It's my belief that Dolores was doing exactly what she'd been doing for years. Besides, the school board's insurance on Dolores is minimal. A few million at the very most. The really deep pockets are to be found in the town, or in the company that made the bus.
You think someone else caused the accident?
Mrs. Otto, there is no such thing as an accident. The word doesn't mean anything to me. As far as I'm concerned, somebody somewhere made a decision to cut a corner. Some corrupt agency or corporation accounted the cost variance between a tencent bolt and a million dollar outofcourt settlement. They decided to sacrifice a few lives for the difference. That's what's done, Mrs. Otto. I've seen it happen so many times before.
So you're just the thing we need.
Excuse me?
Isn't that what you want us to believe? That we're completely defenseless? That you know what's best?
Listen to me, Mrs Otto. Listen very carefully. I do know what's best.
Are you expensive?
No.
If you agree to have me represent you in this suit, I will require no payment until after the case is won, when I will require one third of the awarded amount. If there is no award made, then my services will cost you nothing. It's a standard agreement.
Do you have this agreement with you?