On a midwinter day on a slick highway a car slides off the road as it drives down a hill, rolls into a ditch and is destroyed. A 70 something woman collects her belongings and moves up the hill back to the road. There she finds a car stopped. The driver had witnessed the incident.
"Are you okay?" He asked as the snow was falling.
"I'm fine!" The lady answered unruffled. "I need a ride back to my house."
jpr: not the outcome to which one is accustomed. The lady was my Aunt Agnes and miracles were her companions.
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