"Of course I did," Jack said with a grin, eating his own ice cream with something that was not very far removed from childish glee.

He shot her a slight wink and looked away to the side. A group of children were playing with a ball and one of them kicked it out and sent it off towards the road. A young boy ran after it.

A car was heading down the road.

Jack's next thoughts all seemed to go in slow motion. He could see the car coming, see the child running out, and he could see just what would happen.

And so he ran.

He dropped his ice cream and ran. Ran towards the child and pushed him out of the way just in time for the child to push down to the ground and for Jack to be hit firmly by the car and thrown right over the top of it.

He landed on the concrete ground, feet away.