B Everett Kirn

I'll Be Right Back

The traffic on the I-5 was all buggered up, like it always is. It was bumper to bumper and cars and obnoxiously big trucks were randomly nudging into lanes on the perception that maybe that particular lane might make progress. Heather was not deterred. She left a little early to pick up her husband at SEA-TAC airport and was anxious to see him. The AC was blowing full blast and ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ was pounding out from her speakers. How could she not sing along?