In the end, the only charge to her card is from the grocery store.

They find the car a week later, spoiled dairy in the trunk.

An old man, sweet, wrinkled face, holds the door, “Allow me, miss.”

Seventy-seven years, and no one's ever had to drag this river.

She lowers the music, rolls down her window. A warm, spring day, welcomed after too much winter. “Can I offer you a ride?”

The local media questions officials.

There are parts of the human body people rarely consider.

Wheel well patterns. Detectives think she might have thought about crashing the car.

It’s the femoral artery that does it.

Checkout line, twenty items or less, scan your own – she’s bagging plastic.

“I can’t believe I started this and we don’t have any milk.” He’s a little frantic, parents due in less than an hour. She’s nothing but amused, an arm around his waist, soft kiss to his cheek. “Don’t worry,” she says, “I’ve got it.”

Pieces.

This is how she disappears.

From my middlest sister:

Hey you guys! This website makes you play this crazy vocabulary game and for every word you get right, it donates rice to hungry people! It's totally free and doesn't require registration or anything. I donated about 1000 grains in 3 minutes! See how well you can do....

http://www.freerice.com/index.php

I've been playing for about 3 minutes and I've only donated 550 grains (see, she's smarter), but I have to say it is kinda fun (and addictive) and the words. Some I haven't even seen. Go help someone and lemme know where you end off (and what words you just fell in love with).



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