Night Rider

I stood in the woods behind my house looking for something that I knew I would never find. So many questions remained unanswered to me. But I'm starting at the probable end of the story. I should begin at the beginning. It was a normal autumn evening at the Smith house. All of my family was sitting around the TV watching “Home Along” for the thirth time. My wife was in her normal position on …

…bus driver had a massive heart attack, ran off the road, and flipped the school bus over into a deep ditch. Many children were either killed or injured. They called because they had to find out exactly who was on the bus that morning. Even though years have passed since that day, I always walk through the woods behind my house looking for that answering machine. And to this day, I still can't find it.