Mom and I were driving in Dad's truck at night. She got out to go up to a house, and left the parking lights on. She didn't actually park the vehicle, just left it in the middle of the street. I turned the lights on and let it start rolling slowly down the street. I have no idea why, but I wanted to move. Maybe since it was in the middle of the street, that way there was still a 'flow' of traffic. I got worried that Mom wouldn't be able to find me, since the truck was not where she left it, and it no longer had just the parking lights on; I kept watching in the rearview mirror for her. Next thing I know, she's climbing back in the driver's side.
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