Just Ran Out of Gas
And it was the best thing that could happen to me today.
“The car isn’t accelerating,” My husband said, alarmed. He was right. He swerved out of the hill we were climbing (in our defense, on the way to the gas station). We went into this little roundabout that serviced the back of an apartment complex adapted from an old flour factory. Well… we didn’t get to the actual roundabout, we stopped short, barely out of the high trafficked road just before taking the highway.
I found myself to be incredibly calm. We’re not from around here, meaning we’ve only lived here for…