Feeling No Pain
The family reunion was great, the gathering of the McFarlin/Adams clan is always a pleasure. Seeing all the aunts, 1st, 2nd, & 3rd cousins, my brother and his family and Mom and Tommy, it doesn't get much better. But after 1,100 miles of driving alone and four nights in a hotel I was anxious to get home to Cyndee. I spontaneously woke up in the wee hours of my departure day and found myself in the car and getting on down the road just a few minutes after 4:00 AM. I had just put the first fifty miles behind me, driving on the two lane Texas State Highway 152. Pampa was long out of sight behind me and the lights of Wheeler not yet visible ahead of me. It was moonless and pitch black, the lights of my dinky rent car forming a bubble of light hurdling down the deserted road. Having the road to myself I had that rent car wound up pretty tight and making good time. Then I saw something move in my peripheral vision. It came from my left, first ...