Each month, write a new collection.
Dear snarky old man,How you rushed to see if my baby was alright afterthe blue car coming down Lake ran into the side of my car.What you didn’t know wasyour hesitation, starting and stoppingseveral times, probably caused the accident. It wasn’t possiblefor the blue car driver to knowwhen I was going to turn onto Lake and go downhill becauseI was waiting to see what youwere going to do. Okay, thatmeans I caused it, but youwere my reason or excuse.The AAA said the niceyoung man in the blue car wasat fault because he had the lastchance to stop before the crash.You snarled at me when I saidI was waiting for you. “Don’t tryto involve me in your own stupidity,” you said. I try to letyour concern for Heather drown that out.