Your Car

Your car arrived today. Mum told me to let it go but I had to see where your last moments were spent. The tow truck guy looked at me a bit weird when I signed the form. I suppose he was wondering what I wanted with a squished up old Gemini with the roof sawn off. You’d have laughed at his plumber bum!

Geez it doesn’t look very good Babe, your seats are bent right back and there’s blood on your seat covers, it looks like they’ve tried to hose it out but I guess they’re not going to go to too much trouble for a write off. Don’t worry though, I know you loved those seat covers so I’ll make sure I wash them for you.

Here’s your little Buddha that used to hang from your rear view mirror that I sent you from Angkor Watt. He is still in tact. I was always glad you weren’t a fluffy dice kind of girl.

Your glove box is smashed and stuff inside is a bit soggy: Your 1982 Street directory (why you have a street directory older than you are beats me); your car manual; a bunch of pens from different hotels and caravan parks and… I swear Fi you’re the only person I know who actually keeps gloves in the glove box.

Your key ring is still on the car keys, not that you need keys to get in it any more! Do you remember when I gave it to you? Before I went away? I know its kind of gross making a tassel out of my own hair but ever since we were little you used to curl up to me and rub my hair on your cheek while you fell asleep. I wanted to be able to comfort you no matter how for apart we were. You’re the reason I’ve always kept my hair so long… I’m sorry I went away Fi. I needed to do it you know, you do understand don’t you?

I’ve found your lavender pillow too, it has a little tear in it and most of the stuffing has fallen out. The picture frame with the shot of Mum, you and I on the ferris wheel is broken too. I can replace the glass easily and it will be good as new. I’ll fix it. I wish I could fix the whole car. I wish I could fix everything. I know I can’t fix everything, but I’ll still look after you. My hair is almost down to my waist and I don’t have any need for it now. Mum insists that its too weird to bury my hair with you. She’s probably right, but you and I always found a way, and your lavender pillow needs some new stuffing. What do you think?

Your Car

Jessica Hughes

CEDAR PARK, United States

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A Uni Assigment where the only restriction was the point of view.. I even get a little teary when I read it because if I lost one of my sisters I don’t know what I’d do

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