A Pleasant Surprise
The metallic screeching was the cue to stop attempting to start my car. I sighed, irritated, on the shoulder of the road, unable to see through the windshield as rain washed over it. There was no choice, I was going to have to walk home. As I opened the door, I regretted my choice of attire. In a deep blue dress that hugged my slim torso and fell away from my hips to just past mid-thigh and six inch heels, I forced myself out of the dry safety of my vehicle and was immediately soaked from head...