Lost and Found

“Follow me back to the main road,” he said. “There’s a hotel there you can stay in tonight and you can let your friend know where you are.”

“Thank you,” I said. “ For everything.”

“All part of the service madam.” And with a final kiss on the cheek, he got onto his van and signalled for me to follow.

The next day, after a lot of lying and excuses to Rachel, I phoned the AA to ask them to thank the man who had ‘serviced’ me last night.

“I’m sorry madam,” the voice said on the end of the phone. “We didn’t send anyone last night. When you hung up, we assumed you had the car started……”