Solo

by Tim Wilkins

I hit the first red light on the way to work and spend the time gazing at the passenger seat of the car I’ve had for almost a year now, and I begin to notice the virginity of the seat beside my own. The padding is still solid and supportive, and no creases are visible in the leather. The floor mats are spotless. It’s a shame that I’m wasting this other seat; I’m sure somewhere there is someone who needs an extra seat in their car. I wonder if they sell cars with just one seat. Maybe I should get a bicycle.

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Tim Wilkins is a pre-service teacher from the Midwest. He blogs here.