Girl in The Parking Lot

I was picking up ice, at our local store, for our run last night and I noticed a girl roaming around randomly.

And I continued on my way.

It was a beautiful night for a run. The stagnant air started moving and all seemed right in the world. I got done running before a dozen or so of my half minded friends. They were following my trail set with flour, chalk and occasional vegetables. (We all have left over zucchini)

There sat a girl reading a book on the picnic bench we usually use to set up our food. Twenty minutes later she seemed to fall asleep on her book. I walked over to her and asked if she needed any help.

She told me her ride had abandoned her. At the time I didn’t realize she was the aforementioned girl in the parking lot. Endorphins are amazing but my mind wasn’t working that fast.

She told me she needed a ride to the hospital and asked me if I had a car. I did not at the time. I noticed on the table she has a large bag of pencils and markers.

I asked her where she lived. She told me she lived fairly close to where we started our run. She was confused on how to get back there so i pointed out local land marks to her. “Those lights are the mills, they are past your house. “

She seemed more confused, so I took out her markers and drew her a map of the roads she should take.

Then I added, I just laid a trail in flour, if you follow it in this direction you will be a few blocks from your house.

“God Bless You“

I told her that’s ridiculous and she agreed. She said, she utters that statement without even thinking about it. Mostly when she gets nervous.

Last I saw of her she was strolling toward the sunset, heading in the right direction

I didn’t feel great about it.