this morning #1549.
this morning, while outside pulling weeds in my neglected garden, a car pulled into the driveway next door & sat there idling for a couple minutes. at first, it didn’t dawn on me who it was but then the wife stepped out of the driver’s side door, shouting “STAY IN THE CAR” & shutting the shoutees inside. she looked tired. not that she ever looked particularly vibrant but still. i watched as she wandered around the wreckage, stepping carefully, searching for something. then she saw me staring & the look on her face changed. she waved. “HEY NEIGHBOR.” i waved. she approached & asked if i’d seen her husband lately. i paused, wary of saying the wrong thing & just said “no.” she sighed & gave me her number. “OK. CALL ME IF YOU DO.”