Ingrid

Ingrid had a car, a cat, and a boyfriend.  The car was an old diesel Mercedes.  She put shells and driftwood and raw cotton in the back window.  "So nice," she said.  The cat's name was Buttermilk and he was blue-eyed and beige.  She loved him, he loved her, the neighbors let him in their apartments because he was so charming.  The boyfriend's name was Rudolfo.  He was a pig.  He ate too many Snickers bars and hid the wrappers under the seats in Ingrid's car when he borrowed Ingrid's car, which was often.  He watched hours and hours of football on television and got mad at Ingrid if she called it soccer.  One day, Ingrid dropped Rudolfo off at the post office and said, "I'll be back after I go to the bank."  She pulled away from the curb and a Snickers bar wrapper fluttered around the floor like a lost and dying butterfly that doesn't know it's lost and dying.  Would she return?