Linda Madison was annoyed. She loved her sons with all her heart, but that one of them hadn't woken the other up, and the other had missed the bus, which would probably make her late for work was frustrating. "Now I'll have to drive you," she said.
They got into the car, and she was about to turn the key when suddenly her mind blanked. For a moment, she wasn't sure who she was or what she was doing. But then she felt a sudden clarity of purpose.
Unfortunately, her clarity of purpose was to be elsewhere. She left the keys in the ignition and her purse on the seat. The boy in the car...her son...she just left him. She opened the car door and walked away in a daze, leaving the door wide open.
She could hear the voice of her son, chasing after her. He tugged on her blouse, trying to get her to stop. She slowed.
