locking doors
December 23, 2004
…went by the tree tonight and put out a bouquet of fresh flowers. I was sitting in the car crying, thinking, ….wishing there wasn’t a reason to be there with flowers. I looked up just as a patrol car turned the corner. At that very moment, the doorlocks on the car clicked locked by themselves. I miss you baby. You’re still looking out for me aren’t you?
