Local Sucker Drives Somewhere After 5 p.m.

Pshht, people with lives.

Jenny Coocoo had an appointment with 2 Margaritas and an old friend Thursday after work. Only problem was, 'after work' was after 5 p.m.

And in this town, you don't leave home after 5 p.m. Unless you're a sucker.

Poor little Jenny Coocoo would go to re-spark one of the most fulfilling relationships she's ever fallen out of when a 2003 pale orange Toyota Corola would peek through a tree and a corner home, sneaking around the corner like the assassin it was built to play.

Jenny pulled out of that spot Thursday evening. She went to see that friend, and they had a great time.

But at what cost? At what cost, Jenny?

You see, Jenny got home that night and had to park on top of the hill. She parked and walked, and walked and walked, and walked - and walked.

That pale orange Corolla? It slept. It bathed in the oily spillage of an air-headed prey. And when the sun rose the next day it rose on the pale orange, peeling paint job of a born killer.

Jenny's spot was at the top of the hill, staying cool under the trees, ashamed of the owner it never chose.