Life wasn’t going at all well for her.
Time just seemed to drag by and she’d been living with a sense of desperation. She knew that a great yearning was building inside her with each day that passed. It got to the point where she was about to take matters into her own hands. She looked out at her car sitting on the driveway. There would be consequences, she knew that. If that was the price she had to pay, then so be it. She picked up her keys and went out. In the car, she thought about a particular section of town, always busy, always patrolled. She headed there. When she arrived, she drove up and down the main street, all the time looking out for police cars. Finally, she got lucky. She managed to get in front of the patrol car as they approached the lights. They turned red and she stopped, but only for a moment. She jammed her foot down hard on the accelerator and shot across the intersection.
It didn’t take long for the car to catch up with lights flashing and siren blaring. What a wonderful sound. She pulled over and stopped. She sat watching the police car in her side mirror. It pulled in behind her and after a moment the door swung open. That in itself was a beautiful sight. As the officer emerged from the vehicle she could feel her pulse racing. She took a few deep breaths as he walked towards her. She tried hard not to show her excitement as she wound down the window.
She had been alone in the vast wasteland known as Covid-19.
Now, at last, someone to talk to!
