Sian Habgood, 32, Rotorua, NZ
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Taking a seat at the dining table across from my husband Jethro, 35, I scanned the menu.
It was March 2024, and we were enjoying a date night, after dropping off our kids Lukka, 12, Malakhai, eight, and Aria, six, to my parents Iain, 55, and Hayley, 52.
It was around 5pm and from my view next to the front window, I could see the sun was just setting. ‘I hope the kids are behaving,’ I said, taking a bite of garlic bread.
‘They’ll be fine. Your parents can handle them for a few hours,’ Jethro replied, smiling.
Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw headlights coming straight for me from the right.
Realising the car had veered off the…
