As we drove away from the evening’s festivities at Vermont Law School with our two thirteen-old granddaughters in the back seat, they expressed approval of our new car. One said, “This is so awesome.” The other said, “This is the most awesome car in the world.”
As their long, honey-colored hair blew wildly around their faces, their grins kept getting bigger.
They giggled and threw their arms over their heads as if they were on a roller coaster. We all listened to how the sound of the wind changed.
They decided that our convertible was more like a spaceship than a car.
Now I love our car even more.
Friday, May 21, 2010
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