"What is that smell?"

  "I don't smell anything?" The driving mom said to the mom standing beside the car. 

  "Oh, there's a smell." 

  "Have you guys been eating okay?" The driving mom looked in the rearview and asked.  "Kinda sorta," the young soldier replied.  "So here.  I want you to use these up." She handed him a six inch thick stack of plastic.  "Whaddya do mom? Knock off a credit card factory?" 

  "Most of them only have a few points left."  

  He patted his now bulging pocket and grinned.  "Sorry I had to give you my laundry.  Ours is broke." 

  "It's okay.  Need me to call someone?" To no answer.  "I shouldn't have said that." 

  "Just temporary there anyway." 

  "Well, I brought these!" She reached to the passenger side floor for a giftbag of DVD's.  "Sorry, no porn." 

  "MOM." The guy blushed. 

  Outside a rain shower started to lift lighter.