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Barbara Clifford
Brisbane
Queensland
Australia

She Was Feeling Calmer and Safe

Submitted into: Miracles of Lessons in Life Category,

On: 2016-09-15 04:03:26

I was leaving Charles Darwin University campus after a 12 hour day, exhausted, and I just wanted to get home. As I was walking I came across a mature woman who was highly distressed.  She had been in the library studying all afternoon and she was leaving as the library was closing. At the moment she stepped outside she realized that she’d lost her keys.  It had been dark for an hour or so. She had become frantic, searching  the parking lot for the keys. 

All the offices were shut down and the car park slowly emptying. The security guard had searched the grounds, searched the library and office and found nothing and he was unhelpful and disinterested.  She had just moved to town, and had only just started work as a tour guide. Her camper trailer had her boxed possessions stored inside it were behind the gates, in the tour guides storage sheds. She thought there might be a spare key in the storage boxes. 

She owned a large 4 wheel drive Landcruiser Troop carrier and had managed to break into it, in the hope she’d accidentally locked the keys inside. She had booked into a caravan park because all the motels were booked out for the night and had planned on sleeping in her swag in the car, in between tours. On her key ring were also the keys for the storage shed and her storage boxes.  So she was very much stuck, with no where to go and no one to call upon for help.

We rang the Northern Territory Automobile Association and they told her it was going to cost $300 to join, roughly the same amount to tow the vehicle somewhere safe until morning.  The vehicle being registered in Western Australia(WA) was required by law to have an imboliser on it which would need to be removed before the key would work, if she found it. We tried ringing the 24 hour lock smith but had to leave a message. I racked my brain, what could I do for this lady?

I really wanted to get home and have my dinner on this cool rainy night but I couldn’t abandon her. I NEVER invite strangers into my home but I decided to take the risk.  We locked the car, I suggested she sleep the night at my house and we could ring locksmiths and look for her spare key in daylight and business hours.

She came home to a quiet house, a friendly dog and some dinner my husband had prepared. She sat down, had a beer and we talked through some options and costs.  The 24 hour locksmith rang back.  He said it was going to cost $160 per hour and take roughly 5 hours to detach the imobiliser and then recut a key.  It was probably going to cost her over $1000.  Plus, he suggested her car was not safe where it was and at risk of being stolen.  They both agreed she should sleep in it for the night. She had a shower and we chatted some more.

I handed her an Expect A Miracle card.  She smiled and laughed at her good fortune at finding me. Her persona shifted a little.  She was feeling calmer and safe.  She said, “I’m just going to tip my bag upside down. I’ve looked all through it but you never know. I have to try”.  She turned it upside down and a plethora of odds and ends fell out, she smiled and picked up a shiny object.  “The spare key!”. So all she needed to do now was to remove the imboliser.  It was an after market generic one, so should be easily removed by the right person. She suddenly remembered that she was on the Facebook group for Australian Troope Carrier owners, someone in the group would surely know how to turn off the immobilizer. Then a spark went off. She had a distant family member who had done work on her car not so long ago. A young man who was very good with cars.  He’d done a great job at a “family” rate.  He had previously talked about how he was working his way from Darwin down to Alice Springs doing a variety of work for his employer. She said, maybe he’s not far from Alice Springs and I can pay for him to get here and he might be able to solve the problem.  She rang him and he said it was easy for him to remove the imboliser but it would destroy it.  She said, I don’t care, I don’t need it now I’m not in WA. A huge relief ran over her face. She asked “And how far are you from Alice Springs?” He replied “I’m here. I’m here now”.  So all she needed to do was cut the key.  This would be her only cost.

She slept in her car that night and I didn’t expect to hear from her again.  The next day, I received a text.  The grumpy, unhelpful security guard from the previous night had greeted her in the morning and told her again that he’d looked everywhere, asked everyone at the office, the keys were gone.  She decided to ask herself, at the main reception office.  Low and behold the keys were there, in the top drawer, handed in while she had been in the library the day before.

 

Barbara Clifford

Alice Springs, NT, Australia