Accidental First Time
Every December my dad and I would spend a Sunday building an elaborate Christmas display in front of our house. By the end of the day on this particular Sunday our job was complete, except we needed some pine twigs to cover the ugly electrical boxes in the yard. My dad told me to go into the nearby woods after school on Monday and cut some pine boughs. Since I had just turned 16, I could take the car. That's how my journey began. I drove out to a country road that ran along a ridge overlooking...