trrrrilll...
My consciousness fights to reach the surface.
trrrrilll...
What is that sound?
trrrrilll...
I look to the alarm clock, wondering if that could be the source. No, it’s only 1:45.
trrrrilll...
The sound of my voice comes from the living room. Oh, it’s the answering machine. That means the sound is the phone. Family emergency? A wrong number?
I rush to the other room, only to have all sounds stop.
I go back to the bedroom.
bembembem... bembembem...
Sam gropes in the dark, looks at his cell phone.
“It’s a client,” he says, and sends the caller to voicemail.
I wonder how his client knew our home number as well, and why theyare calling so late?
trrrrilll...
Our phone starts ringing again. This time I answer.
“I’m calling for Sam,” says the voice at the other end.
With some trepidation, I ask who's calling.
“It’s the police. We found the car.”
That was yesterday morning. Yesterday afternoon we went to the see the car, expecting the worst. We were surprised to see it looking quite intact. We were also confused – what about the parts we thought they wanted, what about the burning we hear so much about? We don’t know if it runs, since the starter was missing. But it will probably still be totaled, since they ripped some of the upholstery, and we're told that's expensive to fix.
Soon, I will focus on other things.
Posted by Shokufeh at October 2, 2003 01:37 PMwhoah nelly!
will the loss cost as much now since you actually have some car back?
You know Shok, your life is pretty exciting these days. Not that it normally isn't, but this is reading like a story!
Posted by: lacey at October 3, 2003 05:52 AMI've been trying to tell myself the same thing, Lacey - I'm on the adventure of life. Not "of my life," but "life."
We're still waiting to hear back from the insurance company, but in the meantime we've started scoping out cars.