I had dropped Kevin off in Wichita and headed east. It felt so good to be alone in my own car. The hum of the engine was making me drowsy – I could hardly wait to be back in my own bed.
Who was that talking about a funny bird? How did Kevin get back? Where did Judy come from? Have I been hijacked?
Was this a bad dream? Or an endless loop? What next?
Someone is snoring.