She screamed. Not aloud. Inside her head. It had happened again.

The morning had started like usual. Alarm. Coffee. Shower. Out the door.

It was only upon approaching the garage did she realized the day was not going to go as planned. She reached into her coat and pulled out her keys. Her car wasn’t where she had remembered parking it. G8. Every time.

She approached the empty spot.

The chaos and confusion of the previous night came flooding into her brain.