First thing. A young man approached us in the dark and asked where the methadone clinic is. Couldn't help him. But I will say I looked at that kid and thought there but for the grace of God. Some journeys are full of heartbreak.
Second thing. We saw a car with a sign on the rear bumper that said "_________ your badge." Talk about putting a bullseye on your back. But our question was this: does the owner of the car even know that the sign is there? It looked kind of slapdash.
And suddenly I was off with this as a premise for a story.
Also, I checked the back of my car as soon as we got home.