CALL ME SNAKE

Three and a half weeks ago, I was involved in a minor fender-bender in  a parking lot in Arizona. “Minor” in these cases means it’s probably going to set you back $1500. I gave the guy my phone number, wishing I hadn’t. The first week I kept waiting for the call, but nothing. The second week, I wondered when he’d call. But after two weeks, I put it out of my mind. Then the other night, my daughter handed the phone to me after dinner. A voice that sounded vaguely familiar said: “Hi, we met at the Grand Canyon.” And I was once again reminded of the great line from  the movie, “Out of the Past,” when Robert Mitchum says something like: “Just when you thought you were out, THEY PULL YOU BACK IN.”