Why I Ran In Front Of The Yellow Car

I ran in front of the car for one reason and one reason only, to get Tom. George had locked me in our room earlier that day, and when Tom stopped by to get gas, I saw his wife. I knew he wouldn't look up at me with her in the car, but I knew he wanted to. When I finally escaped the room and saw the car, I knew Tom was driving and I had to get him. He had to help me. George was going psycho  He was going to take me West away from Tom. So I ran out to the road, but the car wouldn't stop. Even while I was screaming and waving my arms, the car would not stop. Tom  needed to help me, but he never stopped!