Gettting Rid of the Festiva

A Haibun I tell you no one wanted that car. We kept it parked in the driveway for years while we made payments on Saturns and bought Subarus and Hondas and tried to ignore it. Meanwhile, I would drive it once a week to Trader Joe's or the Beaverton Library. driver's door opens chains pulled across pipes runs great, good mileage I tried to donate it (only had about 102,000 miles). I called all the charities that take old cars (United Way, Cancer Research, even Kars4Kids) but upon hearing it was a 1989 Ford Festiva with a key jammed in the ignition refused to consider it. I finally had to call a junk dealer who offered us a $100, and who came with a big smile and a ruddy, little Pomeranian that waited obediently to one side while he hoisted the car up on his wrecker. The dog yapped all the while but seemed happy. She made me smile, and my heart bubbled a little. just as Samantha began licking my fingers five 20's changed hands Published Contemporary Haibun Online