Close call in crosswalk

The cones were set up in the well-marked crosswalk on 36th Avenue and Grand Boulevard. Kandy Conrad and the sixth-grade guards wore reflective vests and carried flags. “Do you want to cross with me?” crossing guard Conrad asked.

We stepped off the curb and into the path of a gray sedan. The car slowed, but continued into the crosswalk.

“STOP!” Conrad screamed.

Less than two feet away from me, with his front tires on the painted line, he finally stopped. Conrad had some other things to say to the driver, but I didn’t hear them.

Heart pounding, I fled to the other side. The kids said it was the most excitement of the morning. Excitement’s highly overrated.