then he got really upset, threw one of his hands up in the air, and hung up his phone. at this point, he had turned and was walking right toward us...we made eye contact. i could see he was very upset, not mad...but almost panicked. he was kind of muttering to himself...he grabbed the bag, and i noticed it must be heavy by the way he threw it up on his shoulder...then he stood on his toes as if to help him see further down the road, and then quickly turned and crossed the street...when he got to the other side, he set the bag down, and again started pacing, and then reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone...still looking all around, as if to find someone...and then his phone must have rang because he started talking and i could tell he was very upset...
then we turned the corner and the man was out of sight... but as i continued driving down the road, i started wondering about him...why was he so upset? and WHAT was in that bag???
one word came to my mind:
then immediately my mind started whirling and images of a kidnapped child popped into my head, tied up and gagged somewhere in the back of a car, waiting to be rescued by the man with the bag, pacing on the corner.
at that very moment, i had a realization.
i watch too much t.v.
no more csi.
no more criminal minds.
no more law & order.