Night Drive

[Carter Shore <clshore@yahoo.com>]

A perfect Orlando night,
clear, cloudless, maybe 70 degrees F.
Took my son's 1500 for a top down cruise. Lot's of
stars. Nice crackle of the exhaust going up and down
the gears.
I'm stopped at a light. Lady in a minivan pulls up
beside me. 
"Nice Spitfire" she says. 
"Thanks, it's my son's, he lets me borrow it
sometimes."
"I had one once, wish I still did" she says.
The light turns, we drive our seperate ways.