Laughing, first at me, then at each other as they gunned it into the horizon. Naw, I'd already passed on that one anyway. To outline the body of the last guy who flipped the wrong guy off. Back roads again. At last I'm slipping around a curve back into the light of day.
Life is real good.
I make my way off the main road and past the small hub of strip malls and supermarkets that mark the edge of town, the last bunch I see before taking the road that leads home. The Black Jeep. B ut I can't resist. I stay cool, even while my karmical options dangle ferociously before me. I'm drawn first to the sidewalk, then to the window at small market.