Part of Slice of Life by Two Writing Teachers.

I’m listening to The Signature of All Things by Elizabeth Gilbert as I drive to pick up E from school. I have to use my time this way you see…I only have 4 days left on my digital library loan. Once your loan ends, the book just disappears! As a fast reader, this is a new problem for me. I listen more slowly than I read, I guess. I have it at x 1.25 speed, but still, it takes me longer. I am loving this epic story.

The car next to me keeps going at the red light. He is inches away from hitting the car that is turning left from our right. Inches. I am pressing my brake extra hard as if I can control his car. He stops, She keeps going, he backs up, next to me again.

I watch the woman he almost hit as she passes. I wonder what her expression will be. Terror? Anger? Frustration? Forgiveness?

Nope. She just drives away. Is it possible that she didn’t notice?

I turn and watch the man in the car as he finishes backing up. I wonder what his expression will be. Anger? Embarrassment? Sorrow? Relief?

Nope. He just puts his car in gear, looks down, maybe texts something?

The light changes. He speeds away. I follow, bewildered.

I will have to rewind my audiobook now.