The Worst Way to Lose Your Car Key

Today, like every other Tuesday, Ben and I went out to Lake Hollingsworth to go running. The three mile run around the lake is very tiring, especially in the middle of the day when the sun is beating down on you at about eighty-five degrees and zapping all of your energy. It was a tough run and I felt like I was ready to fall over when we finished. My mind is now dreaming of sitting in my car with all of the windows down and feeling that cool wind across my sweaty face during our ride back to the school. I’m suddenly jerked from my day dream as I put my hand into my pocket, to find

nothing.

My key was gone. We looked all over the place for it and even managed to get the car unlocked, yet it wasn’t in there either. We ended up walking halfway around the lake to find the key, but we still could not find it and Ben and I ended up walking all of the way back to the college. My body was aching, as I’m sure that you can imagine, after burning yourself out running and then walking a bunch of miles. I still don’t have a key. My car is still sitting over in the park by Lake Hollingsworth. Ah, well, I’m going to go tomorrow to see if I can get a key made at the Ford dealership tomorrow. Hopefully that will work.