DISAPPEARING ACT

My car pulls up next to a gas pump and my dad gets out to pump the gas. We were on the way to a friends house and needed some gas. Dad starts to pump the gas and then he goes inside to get a bag of chips or something. Mom, not knowing that he had gone inside the store, started to panic. 

     "Where did your Dad go?" She asks turning to look out the back and around another car. 

       "He went inside," I answer not really knowing why she is panicking. 

       "He what?! He doesn't need to be wasting money!" Mom says. Moms big on saving money. I roll my eyes and look out the window. Mom starts to text someone so she doesn't see it when Dad comes out of the store. He washes the side windows and then goes to finish the gas. He gets in a conversation with the guy next to us, and they chat for a minute or two. 

       "Where's your Dad?" Mom asks again. This time she looks toward the door of the building. "Is he still inside?" 

     "No, he's pumping the gas now," I look back from the window and am just in time to see him say good-bye to the person he had been talking to. He goes to throw away a paper-towel and starts to come back. I look down on my seat to see if I brought a book to read. I look up and see something disappear in my peripheral vision. I look back down and sigh. No book. 

      "Is your Dad still pumping the gas?" Mom asks. She doesn't even look up from her "novel". (It takes her so long to text.) 

     "No, he went to throw away something and I don't know where he is now," I say. I shrug and then look at the guy Dad had been talking to. 

      "Are you okay, sir?" I hear him say. I look out my window towards the ground and start laughing. 

       "What's so funny?" my sister says as she takes her earbuds out. She turns to where I'm pointing and starts to laugh also. 

       "I'm fine," I hear my Dad say. "Thanks though." 

        "What happen?" Mom asks. 

        "He fell!" my sister and I saw in unison. 

        "What?" Mom asks confused. I point toward the ground. Mom looks over and points and laughs. Dad lay on his side on the ground, propping his head up with his arm.         "Get up," Mom says. She pushes the door open and Dad climbs in after finishing the gas. 

       "Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, don't miss Dads Disappearing Act!" my sister says like a circus announcer. We all break out laughing and I know we aren't going to let this one go.