Last night the car rental clerk said to leave the key in the ignition, so I did, and now the rental agency has my keys as well. My truck is at the shop, so tonight I take the subway to a bus and walk home, hopefully to my truck that my son will have parked in front of my house. En route to the rental car company I will pass the hotel where my father and brother are staying through tomorrow. I can't spend time with them today or tomorrow because I'm in a three-day class downtown on overcoming my nonexistent fear of public speaking. I have no mouth and I must scream.