She came face to face with a scruffy looking elderly man sitting in the front passenger seat with her phone.

Two things passed through her mind, she was too young to die, and why hadn’t she locked the damned Toyota’s door!

THREE POINTS OF A TRIANGLE BY KAREN BREMER MASUDA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 48

For Janie Matsushita the run to the elevator in the freezing cold morning felt like punishment. She’d left the phone in the car and had no choice but to go down a…