Its 3:30 in the morning. I was sound asleep when I heard this crash outside, and then a car motor moving slowly off. As I lay there, the night noises coming in through the open window, I heard this repeat again for our neighbors down the street.
Mailbox hockey, I thought.
Except my parents' neighborhood is one of those which seems rare in the US these days, where the mailboxes are on the house instead of streetside.
Which left the only thing breakable, accessible from the street, being... our car.
My adrenalin pumping, I crept from my bed and pulled on a pair of pants under my nightshirt. I crept down the dark hallway, trying not to wake my parents up. I peered out the front window. I couldn't see anything.
Nothing for it then -- I was going to have to go outside.
So I pulled the front door open and cautiously went down the walk towards the cars.
I looked everwhere as I went, worried since I could still hear the car in the distance. Praying that if it were drunks or something that they wouldn't turn around and come back when they saw someone outside.
I moved between my mom's car and ours, as we were behind hers in the driveway. My brow furrowed as I realized the car looked fine from this angle. I moved slowly towards the back of my car, trailing one hand along the window. Relief was slowly spreading as I reached the back of the car and touched the back window. But if the window wasn't broken, and there were no huge dents, then what had awoken me now, in the middle of the night?
My gaze went to the driveway, just at my feet. And there was my parents' newspaper. Delivered by car, having been thrown into the driveway. By way of the backend of my car -- hitting it and falling there just by the bumper.
At 3:30 in the bloody morning!
I picked it up and went back inside. Now I'm having something to nibble on while the adrenalin rush fades, and along with it, my blood sugar levels.
Its amazing what the mind can concoct for simple things, isn't it? But then again, who'd expect the paper to be delivered in the middle of the night!!Posted by Deb Atwood at June 23, 2002 03:53 AM