The Shoe

I was driving down Beaverton Hillsdale Highway one day last summer and I spotted a shoe in the gutter. It was one of those funny looking orthopedic shoes. Black. What was this shoe doing in the gutter? About a mile down the road, after my mind had wandered onto other things, I suddenly realized why the shoe was there. The previous day a 90 year old woman was struck and killed while crossing the street. The reporter had commented that she was hit so hard she was knocked out of her shoes.

Every once in a while I think about that shoe.