Saturday, March 15, 2008

The Car Key: Last Key to Life

His grandmother would be found crying, terrified, no idea where she was.
He had wondered; we all end up there?
The lot at work. So many cars on Sunday? His coworkers said it’s Friday.
Headed home, no landmarks.
Days later his office gets a call: he’s crying, terrified, lost; business card has your number.