Timing is everything
I am a passenger in Carolyn’s car.
It’s hot so the windows are down (they are power windows).
She is parallel parking.
We hear a crunch that I am sure is just twigs beneath the tires.
She says, “Did I just hit the curb?”
I lean my head out to be sure
at just the moment that she decides to close the windows.
These things only happen to me.
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