This morning, someone had traced out words in the dust on the back windshield: WASH ME
"Okay, I will," I said, idly, under my breath.
Then, below, more words appeared, traced out in the dust:
I HAVE ASKED SO MANY PEOPLE AND NO ONE HAS HELPED
MY BRAINDEAD BODY IS IN THE COUNTY HOSPITAL
"Uh, and you want me to wash you?"
I AM AN OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE GHOST
THE NURSES ARE SO LAZY SOMETIMES
I learned something from this: I have a very large back windshield!