Last year I lost my boyfriend in a car accident. He had been out of town for the weekend, at a conference, and he was coming home through the countryside when it happened. It was raining and some how he lost control and the car flipped.
It was late at night when I got the phone call. I don't remember much from that night, just crying and shaking. We had been together for three years and I just couldn't believe that something like this could happen.
He had left a message on my phone saying that he would be home soon and that he I.O.U'd me a weekend, because we were originally going to the conference together but I had to stay home to finish up some work. I listened to the message every night just to hear his voice.
Three months later, on our anniversary, I was driving through the same countryside, at night, to go visit a friend when in my rear view mirror I saw a car wreck on the side of the road. I couldn't believe what I had seen because I had just driven past it and nothing was there. I checked the mirror again and saw a figure standing in front of the car wreck. I immediately stopped the car and jumped out to look back but no one was there. I didn't know if it was a hallucination or ghost but I quickly got back in my car and drove off.
I had only been driving for a couple minutes when I realized that the glove compartment was open, which was odd because I hadn't opened it and it couldn't be opened by itself. I kept driving though, determined to get to my friend's house and not think about what I had just seen.
But after arriving at my friend's house I had to satisfy my curiosity and checked the glove compartment. Inside was the photo I kept of my boyfriend and I. And written on it was I.O.U. I guess we got our weekend after all. <3