I walked around to the back of the minivan and popped the trunk to pull out the little one's stroller. And then I noticed the rear end of the car parked beside mine. Oh the rush of memories. And the skip in my heart as I simultaneously thought of the baby waiting in the van and the moments I had spent in a car just like this one.
The Rabbit belonged to my fierce and fun roommate in undergrad. I rode in the back of it many-a-time.