Watching Sofia with my daughter, the one where the king’s coach crashes

down a mountain. She doesn’t worry when the horses turnand the carriage keeps going straight, right off the road and thena cliff, in the snow. We’ve never read her a story without a happy ending.The divorced dad and his daughter make pizza. The rabbit loves chores.When I flipped my mom’s suburban on 290, all the windows broke.We climbed out of the passenger side, the cuts on our armsthe only injuries we got. This is where life would have split,if I’d killed Helen giving her a ride back to Houston.Or when the men who promised to take us to the next town took usto their friend in the woods instead. I let these things happen, watchingthe trees as the car got darker the farther off the road we went.But the glass was safety glass and shattered harmlessly,or almost, all around me. Tim Gunn helps the king out of the carriage.A family takes them in before the blizzard. We watch the episode again.