Road Angels (Drive Day 55 minus 14 years)
Shawn and Susie will ride with us to Antigua, mostly because they know we are still flailing without Wipeout and need equal parts distraction and direction. Which officially makes them road angels number 10 and 11 I have met along the Pan-American Highway. The first nine came with the first trip, people whose names are recorded in my mother’s journal and never forgotten. I’m not religious, but have no better explanation for total strangers who swoop down, rescuing and comforting desperate travelers. Their invisible wings are made of empathy and their halos just bright enough to illuminate the road ahead. And you never meet them if you stay in one place.
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August 24, 2017 at 2:24 PM
Beautifully written post on road angels. I’m enjoying THE DRIVE. Talk about a cliff hanger opening!
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