Feb 27, 2009 21:41
The parking lot was empty when Bud and Robby hit each other. Bud had been looking for his guns n’ roses album that had fallen near his feet while Robby tried to light his cigarette. Neither had seen the other and then-wham-they crashed.
Laura and Robert ran down the street chasing the rabbit. It had stolen the last kit-kat bar from their Halloween basket. Robert had tied a ring to it by paper punching a hole and attaching it with a green ribbon. “On a kit-kat, Robby, really?” Laura said between breaths.