Locked Out!

And the Window Won’t Break

By Ray Brooks

As my car door shut, I suddenly thought: is this a mistake? It was.

The door was locked, my keys were sitting on the dash, and the spare key was in my wallet, which was safely in a pocket on my fishing vest, also locked in my SUV.

The mid-summer sun had set a while ago in Idaho’s high desert, and I was clad in shorts and a T-shirt.

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