Your story reminds me of an incident that happened long ago and far away, and it’s a true story. I was divorced and dating a woman with three kids. The oldest child would do some creative thinking when he was bored. He could be very good but he was bored often and needed attention. One afternoon I decided we could go to a park and play softball. It seemed harmless enough at the time.
the kids weren’t ready to play so they began looking for things to rip apart or accidently destroy. I was young once so that seemed reasonable. When they began throwing rocks at each other, I was hesitant about letting it continue. But their mother thought it was o.k. until another family complained about the rocks bouncing off their car. They suggested we take our family to a quiet place with thick metal bars.
We compromised by letting them throw water balloons at each other. Harmless, right? It didn’t take long before they were soaked and cold. They didn’t have other clothes to wear so they began whining and fighting. Perfectly normal, right? The oldest began teasing his sister. His mom blew up! She was tired of all the noise.
They were hungry, wet, and cold. I suggested I could buy them lunch at a mini mart close by. I pulled up, set the hand brake and kept it in gear. The space was slanted but we were all going inside. But, no! Because the oldest had been bad he would be punished by staying in the car. No supervision, one mad child, hungry, cold, wanting to get away……Now it doesn’t seem like such a good idea. At the time I was very concerned but I went inside with them.
It didn’t immediately dawn on me that customers and workers were running in the same direction for a reason. I wanted to see what was so exciting! I was almost run over by the crowd so I went to check on Toby. I thought he must have seen the exciting action(whatever it was). There was a catch! I couldn’t find Toby, And, yes, the car was missing!
While we were in the store Toby decided he would run away, er, drive away. He was able to take the car out of gear AND release the hand brake. When nothing was holding the car in place, Toby turned the steering wheel and the car went backwards down the hill, up a small ramp, jumped over two cars without touching them, and came to a stop suspended between two large lamp posts. I climbed up and carefully opened the front passenger door. Two dark eyes in a very pale face stared back at me.
“Toby, are you o.k.?” I asked him several questions before turning him over to his mother. Cars were blocked from using the road so two tow trucks hooked onto my car, front and back, and slowly lowered it to the ground. I gathered everybody and we returned to civilization. Score: nobody hurt, no damage to car, no arrests. Just one tired boy with one big adventure. And yes, just like many of my stories, I believe angels always watch over me and those with me.
july 23, 2017