My White Rose
I was on my way home from the grocery store one dark and rainy night. My visibility was terrible, as I could barely see five feet in front of my car as I rounded the corner into my apartment complex. I felt extremely lucky to have managed to park my car. I was awkwardly attempting to maneuver several plastic bags of groceries, on one arm, as I clumsily tried retrieving my keys from my obnoxiously big purse, one-handed, I might add, in the pouring rain.I finally managed to find my keys at the...