After watching Greenberg in the theater’s darkness
We stepped out with heavy hearts
Into parking lot darkness
Surrounded by harried car owners
desperate to grab a parking space (any space)
and bolt inside.
The driver in a black Chevy Cruiser- Caravan
Sat in wait near the end of row G32.
I pointed out our Ford Escape.
He gave me a thumbs up.
Tuvia was walking to my left
in the Chevy’s lane.
The black Chevy reversed and blasted backward.
I jumped right and turned left.
The brakes squealed..
Still standing untouched,
I didn’t trust my eyes.
and grabbed for his flesh.
We sat shaken in the Escape
and Tuvia gingerly navigated home.
I am still remembering.
In my midnight darkness
I call “ Tuvia !”
In my condo’s parking lot,
The almost didn’t happen
And that’s what counts.