Anna's heart stopped, once, when she was three years old. That was the same year her father decided to introduce the family to his inner Mad Dog. He'd bought a Harley and had tried to insinuate himself into the rather insular group of bikers who buzzed around town every once in a while. It was at a benefit thrown by this group of bikers for the children's wing of the local hospital that Anna had her cardiac arrest. A young doctor who rode on the weekends saved her life with CPR, and the children's wing made a lot of money that day. People, unnerved by a close brush with a child's death, tried to soothe their memories with larger donations than they'd originally intended to give.
Anna was eleven, now. She still wondered what had caused her heart to stop, but her parents refused to talk about it. Her father's Harley sat unused, but sometimes Anna would sneak into the garage, pull off the dust cover, climb on the bike, and pretend to ride it.
[take it away. keyword: Panic]