Lost and Found

She securely strapped the children in and while the car idled applied a new coat of lipstick. “What would be the right soundtrack for the journey?” she thought while flicking through the CDs before putting in Miles Davis’ Kind of Blue. Pulling an envelope and letter from her handbag she scanned the letter before sealing the envelope and putting it on the dashboard. As she adjusted the rear vision mirror a small voice enquired why the garage doors were not opened. She turned and said, “Don’t worry sweetheart. We’ll be leaving here soon.”

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