阅读选择：阅读下面短文，请从短文后所给各题的四个选项(A、B、C、D)中选出一个最佳选项。 I heard the noise first. A car, obviously out of control, was running straight toward me and my four-year-old son as we stood on the sidewalk waiting to cross the street. There was no time to do anything; it all happened in a second. The vision of that big black car hitting the sidewalk a few feet from us will never be erased from my memory. I don't know how close the car came to us, because I turned away at the last second, but it was close. People stopped their cars and asked if we were okay. "It didn't hit us," I remember saying. Then I bent down and hugged my son. "Mom, that car nearly hit us," Scott said brightly, still holding the construction-paper cat he’d made at school. He has no idea what a ton of metal going 50 m.p.h. can do to 39 pounds of a little boy. Much of his world view comes from cartoons, especially Spider-Man, who he believes can fly down to help anyone out of danger. I found myself walking to the car. A woman of about 60 sat inside, still holding the steering wheel. "Are you all right?" I asked her. Translation: Did you just have a heart attack? Why did you just try to kill me and my little boy? "Someone cut me off, "she started. Interrupting her, I said we'd both better say our prayers that night. I didn't begin to get angry until later. The woman who nearly killed us was in a hurry. Very likely she was speeding to make the next traffic light at the crossroads .The driver she said cut her off was probably in a hurry, too, trying to turn into traffic. Nor am I blameless. We had stopped on the sidewalk because I wanted to shave two minutes off my busy day by running across the street rather than walking the half block to the light at the crossroads. Instead, I nearly shaved off two lives. Just a week before, I had returned from a trip to Japan, flying almost 60,000 miles in six different planes. That makes six takeoffs and landings, 12 opportunities to be the top story on the nightly news. To think I'd survived 16,000 miles of air flight, only to be almost killed three blocks from home. Today I resolve to slow down and think about the spring, the flowers and our children — our innocents, our contracts with the future.