It was almost a bad night

While up in frisco at about midnight, I decided to make a pit stop at qt. Since it was so cold, and not wanting to get under a half tank, I filled up the car. Then immediately afterwards I emptied my bladder. Grabbed a 69 cent donut, then I got a lyft. Paid. Ran out to the car, picked up the passenger and delivered him.

I dug through my coat pocket. Only one glove. Shit. I drove back to qt. To my delight, it was laying on the ground. Thank goodness.

It is not a beautiful glove. It is well worn. And I would have missed it dearly.