Car Keys

As she searched, her movements were frantic. She knew it must be in her bag, but rummaging through the endless amount of items in the bag she just couldn't find it.what was it about female bags that you could never find a damn thing in them even if your life depended on it. The sense of fear crept on her slowly. She hated standing here in a dark parking lot alone. She felt how panic gradually soaked into her making her heart race madly, breath sharpen and tears roll down her cheeks. She dropped her lipstick and comb and bet down to pick them up. Then she put her bag on the ground and squatted next to it and continued rummaging through the bags content. Suddenly, a lightning of relief struck her as her fingers joggled the metal bundle of keys until they took a firm grasp of it. She stood up, opened her car doors and sat in the drivers seat. Then she breathed out heavily and wiped of the marks of tears. Then she fastened her seat belt, put both arms on the wheel and instinctively looked into the rear view mirror only to find two cold eyes staring back at her from the backseat of her car.