A New Route
I’m driving back to my parents’ home from a state park on a beautiful summer day.
My mother is riding shotgun; my dad is in the back seat. I have Google directions on my car dashboard, out of habit.
“We…
I’m driving back to my parents’ home from a state park on a beautiful summer day.
My mother is riding shotgun; my dad is in the back seat. I have Google directions on my car dashboard, out of habit.
“We…