MAGGIE and her Ladies Auxiliary friends took turns sharing
stories and laughing together around the dinner table at Max’s
Place, their favorite restaurant in town. Maggie yawned,
suddenly quite tired, and decided to leave a little early.
“Hey ladies, I think I’m going to head home if you don’t
mind.” She stated.
“You feel okay, Margaret?” Gladys asked, one of her dear
“I’m starting to feel my age, I guess. Kind of tired tonight.”
“Well, be careful driving home,” Gladys replied.
“I will. I’m so sorry about my blunder earlier tonight.”
“It’s okay! It happens to the best of us, Mags!” Another friend
Maggie stood up from the table, grabbed her purse and
started to walk away, but stopped and turned around. “By the
way Janet, please tell Leo I said hello, okay?” And she walked
Gladys and the ladies all looked at one another with a
puzzled look on their faces, bewildered by her comment.
“Gladys, Janet hasn’t been at this table in over ten years. And
who is Leo?” One of the ladies asked the group.
“Leo was Janet’s first husband, over twenty years ago.”
Gladys replied. Most of the ladies wouldn’t have known that,
except for her and Maggie since they were in the original group.
At that point, Gladys was now quite worried about Maggie’s
state of mind.
“I’m sure she was just tired and a little confused. It happens
more and more at our age, unfortunately.” Helen added, then
changed the topic.
The ladies continued to banter on about this and that after
Maggie left, enjoying their dessert, but after a while Gladys
couldn’t ignore the gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach
that something wasn’t right.
“I’m going to step outside and make sure Maggie made it to
her car, ladies. I’ll be right back.” Gladys announced. Once
outside, she looked down both streets to ensure Maggie had left.
As she feared however, she spotted Maggie’s car parked on the
adjacent street. She walked over to the car and put her hand on
the hood. Cold. She had never made it to the car, and Maggie
was nowhere in sight.