Stage One: Man, it smells musty in here. I must have spilled water on the floormat. Need to air the car out.
Stage Two: What IS that smell? That’s not good. Did I leave a dirty diaper in the diaper bag in the trunk?
Stage Three: OMG, where is the dead mouse? I don’t see it but I know — for sure — something died in here. Where is it — WAIT A SECOND…
Stage Four: Oh. A container of uneaten broccoli from Milo’s lunch from last week. Egghcckk.
Broccoli Car.
Ii am very confused about this post. You are in NYC. What car are you talking about?
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