It was around midnight and I was out with friends, just fooling around, nothing special. We stopped for gas and I went over to the pay phone on the street corner and called my mother (which I never did when I was out).

"Mom, hi. I'll be home in a bit. I just wanted to let you know."
"Why...is anything wrong?" (I said I never called.)
"No, and hey, I gotta run. Listen, do me a favor: if the cops call, tell them that we went to the drag races, okay? Thanks." Click.

Two hours later, when I did get home, she was still up....