the night she left…

she hid from him…he’d go out lookin’ for her…old bars they’d go to on Friday nights…Mexican restaurants where she’d drink margaritas with friends…hotel parking lots…never could find her…

he never gave up…drove over to the next county…sometimes ‘cross the state line…hours spent drivin’ ’round tryin’ to see what she was up to…always thought the worst…some other man in the picture…

nights when she came home there was a sweet smell ’bout her…put on extra perfume to hide somethin’…the scent of a lover…he was sure of this…couldn’t prove it…you sense these things…

she always said she had to work late…that’s when his journeys began…lookin’ for her…playin’ hide and go seek…couldn’t find her Dodge anywhere…looked everywhere but where she said she was…a concocted story can drive you crazy…

one night he got really mad…jealous…drunk and hell raisin’…called six times and there was no answer…got in his truck and drove past places they used to go to in high school…back roads…city parks…went down to the lake…started yellin’ out her name…there was no response…just an echo of his voice ‘cross the water…nobody heard him…just some fool yellin’ out a name…

that was the night she left…

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