He was standing in a lot...

Joshua was waiting for Kimberly.

She had taken him to a field near her home. Overgrown with weeds, a cat ambled by, otherwise the place was sort of hauntingly beautiful.

I didn't mention that amongst that sea of unmaintained, tall as your knees grass, was a line-up of every vehicle Kimberly had ever owned. Starting with a much rusted out 84 Rabbit to a still fairly decent looking Lexus.

When Kimberly bought a new car, she never sold the old one. Instead, she deposited it on the unused swatch of land her father had bought in 1973.

Joshua scanned each vehicle, each different, each the same in the their abandonment.

And he waited for Kimberly. He would wait for a while.