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.