Don't Go Quietly

"Mother?"


The hardest thing Rose had done in recent memory was not laugh out loud. It wouldn't have gone well with June in her current state of discovery shock. Oh, it was hard watching her daughter squinting, folded over to the level of the car window, making her way down the driveway like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. The worst part was Rose hadn't parked in the driveway for this very reason.


"Mother!" Now June stopped, turned as though she was going back to the house, then turned back again, speechless.


"Are you coming or are you not?" Rose asked her, trying to keep the laughter out of her voice


"Mother! What have you done?"


"I have retired."


"I know that. Have you also gone crazy? Where did you get this?" Karen stood beside the car now and ran her fingertips across the paint just outside the open passenger side window. Her fingernails were the same color.


"From some kid who couldn't afford the insurance after his third wreck, according to his parents. Good deal."


"What are you doing buying a wreck? There could be all sorts of problems. Not to mention, a convertible? For an ex-librarian?"


"He wrecked his parents' car. Junie, I loved my work. But it didn't fill every dream of mine."


"And your hair, Mother! Is it a different color?"


"Why don't you just get in and you'll be able to see better."


"I need my purse, my keys."

"Is Nathan home?"

"Yes."

"Then you don't need a thing. Call him on my cell and tell him I've kidnapped you for the day."

"I can't get in the car with a crazy woman!"

"Oh, but you should. You really should."

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From the prompt:

http://writingfix.com/right_brain/Serendipitous_Character1.htm

"A dazzling...""...retired person...""...waiting in the car..."