Segítenél ezt lefordítani? (Angol)

The car fell a hundred feet into the ravine, smashing through the treetops feathery with new leaves, then burst into flames and rolled down into the shallow creek at the bottom. (I was informed of the accident by a policeman:) the car was mine, and they'd traced the licence.A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water. What had she been thinking of as the car sailed off the bridge, then hung suspended in the afternoon sunlight, glinting like a dragonfly for that one instant of held breath before the plummet? Of Alex, of Richard, of bad faith, of our father and his wreckage; of God, perhaps, and her fatal, triangular bargain.I undid the crisscross of kitchen string that tied them together.She'd scoop us up and sit us on the white enamel kitchen table, alongside the pie dough she was rolling out or the chicken she was cutting up or the fish she was gutting, and give us a lump of brown sugar to get us to close our mouths