Not A Creature Was Stirring,

I Was Momentarily Sidetracked By The Vision Of Eric Herding A Cow Into A Trailer And Driving It To The Shoulder Of The The Interstate And Shooing It Into The Trees.

Then Was Ashamed Of Myself. I Should Be Happy For What I'd Been Given. I Hoped God Hadn't Noticed My Lapse In Appreciation.

I Felt Like A Car That Had Only Been Operated By One Driver… A Car Its New Prospective Buyer Was Determined To Take To The Daytona 500.

Softie Was Not A Word You Could Use In The Same Sentence As Eric.

It's A Sad Comment On Humans That None Of Them Are Tolerable To One Who Can Read Their Minds