Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Sandy considered drinking and driving to be a recreational activity. Most kids in town did, too. Joan did not give it much thought, either, until the accidents. Three that one winter. The wrecks would always be towed to the garage at the edge of town, and you could see them. It was closed casket for the funeral of the kid in grade nine Joan used to babysit. When Joan saw the wreck, she could see why. Then there was the near miss Joan herself experienced with Sandy, swerving at the last minute and ending up in the ditch, fortunately unhurt.

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