Next?
Got in the car to hurry off to school. Got it out of the driveway and onto the road. The car died at the end of the driveway.
Really? Is this how I'm supposed to live? Crisis to crisis?
I know that I'm not a pioneer woman crossing the plains; with crying babies strapped to my legs; wearing wet and ragged clothes; with cloth rags tied on my feet; pulling a handcart in the blizzard; hoping the coyotes don't devour my dead husband's carcass behind me on the trail; starving and frozen.....
But, come on!
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