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He left his backpack in my car.
I walked fifty paces to get better reception and called him to let him know; he informed me he was on his way.
Slamming the driver's-side door shut, I reached for a pen which three years ago I swore I'd never lose, and scrambled for something to write on.
The back of my business card? But he'll know it's from me. He's having a shitty day though. I hope this helps him feel better, important, loved, etc.
I scrawled out the first line of a 'W' when I saw him approaching. Hastily, I stuffed away that pen and business card and zipped shut the empty side pouch of his now-defunct backpack as I unlocked the passenger's-side door.
We exchanged casual niceties and parted ways. The dark, misty drive home was full of what-ifs.
Maybe next time I can be sneakier. And quicker.
I walked fifty paces to get better reception and called him to let him know; he informed me he was on his way.
Slamming the driver's-side door shut, I reached for a pen which three years ago I swore I'd never lose, and scrambled for something to write on.
The back of my business card? But he'll know it's from me. He's having a shitty day though. I hope this helps him feel better, important, loved, etc.
I scrawled out the first line of a 'W' when I saw him approaching. Hastily, I stuffed away that pen and business card and zipped shut the empty side pouch of his now-defunct backpack as I unlocked the passenger's-side door.
We exchanged casual niceties and parted ways. The dark, misty drive home was full of what-ifs.
Maybe next time I can be sneakier. And quicker.