“Let’s take a drive to Joyce’s to deliver her sausage”, I said. Never mind that it was windy as heck and rain was starting to pour. (I was bored!)
We had lightning, torrential rain and strong wind… but we made it there and back. I drove going and almost turned back. Almost. It was stupid, I thought, to go out in this weather if we didn’t have to.
Dave drove home. Then a glass of wine, a warm fire and a good movie… and Joyce had her sausage!