An Except from Abandoned:
Outside of the bathroom, there’s a green and tan paneled station wagon with a couple in the front seat. With the patience of a hunting dog on point, they wait to use the facilities. Their car windows are rolled down, allowing the cool air inside. I look up and see my dad’s truck pull away. I look back at the station wagon. The vinyl dashboard is cracked and a front headlight is hanging loose, like an eyeball from its socket in a horror film. I hear the lady in the front whisper in astonishment, “Wow, they just left those kids.” I glare at the lady in the green and tan paneled station wagon. She then calmly opens the car door, steps out and extends her hand towards me.