Seventeen
I got my takeout dinner, and then I drove all over town looking for the red Impala while I ate. Distracted driver. In the old days, I would have pulled over someone who was eating and driving and lectured them on distracted driving. I gave myself a lecture—and kept driving. I didn’t find the Impala.
Then I drove to Danella’s house. I parked the van a short distance from it again, and then I walked the rest of the way. I saw two or three other people walking around the ’hood, so I wasn’t out of place. No cars in the drive or anywhere else. I hurried up the driveway and then went around the house to the back and retrieved the key from the stone rabbit. I unlocked the back door again and went inside. Shut the door quietly behind me and locked it again. Stuffed the key in my back p
