The Planner

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Planner’s wife urged her daughter into her husband’s shiny new SUV. They were running late for the daughter’s best-friend-forever’s twelfth birthday party. They had only decided earlier that afternoon to buy a new dress and it needed some extra tailoring.

Their driveway was illuminated only from the house window, since the outside light had failed the day before and Planner had not had time to replace it. There was no moon and even starlight was hidden by a blanket of November cloud. Their luxury house, set in park-like woods upon a small hill in Maryland, featured floor to roof windows in the center section. Planner’s wife had left the lights on in their hallway allowing enough light for the trip to the car in the drive.

She did not approve of the SUV, preferring something that was more ecologically friendly but her husband wanted a Ford Explorer in black and he usually got whatever he wanted. Her own car was in the garage but while Planner was away on one of his many business trips, Planner’s wife kept the car outside. She felt it was too big to fit into their garage. She had to admit it was a nice car to drive, good driving position, lots of power. It felt safe to drive.

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