Hick lost his Cancer Girlfriend. LITERALLY! Lost her.
Last Friday he took her to her final appointment. She'd been using a local transport system to get to her several-times-a-week treatments halfway to the city. Then she asked Hick to take her to her last appointment, in the city. "You took me at the beginning, and now I'd like you to take me to the last one." Hick gave up his Friday shot and his afternoon shooting the bull and chewing the fat with his cronies.
After the appointment, Hick stopped by Best Buy for some rare rechargeable batteries for our four phones.
"When I parked, I noticed some guys in a truck behind us, but I didn't think nothin' of it. I told her I'd be right back, and went in to get the batteries. When I come out, SHE WAS GONE! That truck was gone, too. I was a little worried. I got to thinking, 'Surely they didn't KIDNAP her!' I tried to call her cell phone, but she didn't answer. I kept trying. My truck was unlocked. There was no sign of her. I wasn't sure what to do. I went back in Best Buy.
She was in there! She said she had to go to the bathroom, so she went inside, then got to walking around looking at stuff in the store. Her phone didn't work in there. I was relieved to find her!"
Yeah. Hick needs to pay more attention to stowing away his cargo when he leaves it in SilverRedO. I don't mean to suggest that he should have told her to crawl under the seat, or that he should have throw a jacket over her. But he could at least have locked the doors. And told her NOT TO GET OUT until he came back. Or he could have taken her in with him. She could have at least sent him a text before going in.
If Hick drives Cancer Girlfriend to a follow-up appointment, he should put a LoJack on her...