Esoteric Bowl

After completing a carpentry job in town, a friend and I began the trek home towards the windward side of the island. Instead of driving directly, we decided to make a slight detour into downtown so that we could admire all the pretty business women walking about.

As we drove through downtown, much of our conversation was limited to our asking the other, ‘How about that one?’ whenever we spotted a hottie. We would admire the other’s find, but quickly try to top that one with an even hotter find.

Soon we were out of town and driving in mild traffic towards the Pali tunnel. As we exited the tunnel, traffic was slow, but moving at an acceptable pace. The light at Castle Junction allowed approximately 20 to 30 cars to pass through before there would be another wait for the light to change. We sat at the red light about 20 cars back. Our truck was adjacent to the large vertical hill that had been sliced long ago to allow the highway to run through.

The light turned green and I drove with the flow as we moved around ten mph. Walking in the same direction on the right side of the road was an elderly woman with long gray hair. As we passed her, my friend jokingly said, “How about that one?” I looked in the rear-view mirror to see her, but she wasn’t there. “Hey, where did she go?” I said. My friend looked in the side mirror and then stuck his head out the window to find her. She was gone as if she never existed.

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