“Come get lost with me tonight, like we used to.” Abby just stared out the passenger window, trying to find the stars in the darkness. Without turning to Simon, she replied, “No. Those days are gone and Ron is waiting for me.” The door clicked open, the cab light came on as she exited. Closing the door behind her, she left Simon alone in the dashboard glow. Soon, headlight beams swirled from Abby’s car turning around to leave the dirt parking lot. It had been an hour since Simon had left the lot and headed for the hills to get lost. Drifting back into memories, he lit another cigarette. The flame danced in the air coming from the open window. He watched the flame connect to the cig. Paper burned to black and glowing yellow as tobacco combusted. Lost in memories and motor skills, Simon did not notice the man walking along the side of the dirt road. Quickly swerving to the left, the pick up started to fishtail before being corrected. The vehicle came to a complete stop. Dust bil