Just the other day a truck laden with iron rods was lumbering ahead of us, as we were heading home in the middle of the night after work. The entire journey was freaking me out. I held my 15-month-old son tight against my chest.
Just the other day a truck laden with iron rods was lumbering ahead of us, as we were heading home in the middle of the night after work. The entire journey was freaking me out. I held my 15-month-old son tight against my chest.
