May 25, 2024


Automotive to Us

Cruising on a school night

Lorry Myers

I was delayed at work, then had to rush home to change. I knew they would wait for me. But still, I hate to be late for anything.

Especially late for this.

Tonight, my childhood friends were waiting for me in a predetermined place where we all piled into one car, four girls, eager for the night, ready for anything.

Well, maybe not anything.

Each month, we planned for the next month, taking turns choosing what we did. Every time it’s something different; we’ve never done the same thing twice. We saved weekends for our families and went out on weeknights instead, even though in the morning we each had to go to work. Friends since elementary school, these three women know all my secrets — all my good and bad.

Surprisingly, they like me anyway.

From one month to the next, we are busy living our best lives. So when our night out finally rolled around, we had a lot of catching up to do. We typically chatted about kids, made fun of our husbands and tried hard to forget the alarm going off early the next morning.