The tires were new. How could I have a flat? I looked at my watch, three o'clock. My husband should be home. It was in the age before cell phones which meant I had to go back into the restaurant and use the pay phone in the lobby.
There was no answer. Odd. My husband and the kids should all have been home by then. I waited several minutes and then tried again, and again. Finally one of the boys answered.
"Where's your dad?"
"He's not home, Mom. Oh wait here he comes. Oh oh. They're towing the truck."