wendY'S yelloW mustang

I think of Wendy's yellow Mustang
every time I see a
yellow Mustang
so
not every day,
but at least once or twice a week

Once we were crossing Shelbyville Road
heading into the Mall from Ten Pin Lanes
and she hit a dip in the road
and her bumper fell off
and we had to get out of the car and throw it into the trunk
and Wendy was non-plussed
--maybe it happened all the time

I think.
did that really happen?
I remember it that way,
but it seems unlikely.
Maybe it only partly fell off 
and we got to a parking lot before
putting it into the trunk . . . . 

Of course I loved her,
and when she broke up with her boyfriend
I asked her if we could date
and she said that she didn't want to ruin our friendship
which of course ruined our friendship
proving the old adage that
a bird in the hand is better than an empty hand
and
it's better to keep your mouth shut and feel stupid
than to open it and lose your best friend

She had the most beautiful skin.
Like alabaster.
No really.
Like alabaster.