I got into my car last week, and the first thing I saw was a packet under my seat.
I picked it up to see what it was, and it shocked me to see it was marijuana.
I didn’t know anyone who used marijuana, and not someone who drove my car. The only other person who took my car without permission was my mom. I knew she wasn’t using marijuana, but I had to ask. I grabbed the bag of marijuana and headed into the house. As soon as my mom saw it, she looked happy. She took it from me and asked where I found her medical marijuana. I told her it was under the seat in the car. She told me she had been to the medical marijuana dispensary a couple of days ago, and couldn’t figure out if she had left it on the counter, or lost it on the way out. After explaining how expensive medical marijuana was, she kissed me on the forehead and thanked me for finding it for her. I stood there like a fish gasping for air. She just thanked me for finding her medical marijuana, that I didn’t know she used. I followed her into the kitchen and asked when she started using medical marijuana. She looked pensive for a moment and told me it had to be shortly after her car accident. She had so much pain because of her broken pelvis that the doctor recommended it for her. Now that she was using her walker full time, she found it helped with all the pains that came from the accident and the arthritis that had set in.