“Would you like a ride? I could give you a lift.”
I normally don’t.
He pulled his hood back from his head, a handsome one too. Concern thrown to the wind I got in.
We drove and he said, “I need to stop here, one moment.”
He walked to a spot and stood. I approached. He’d been so still. Gently touching his arm I jumped. He was stone cold.
The placard read, “Here lies Gentleman Jim. Loved nature. Lent a hand to all.”
Startled, smiling, I got back in the car and drove away.
Still have it to this day.