Halana
This was twenty-five years ago. I was thirty-six and living out in the country with my wife and k**s. We had several neighbors, but the houses were all on property at least fifteen acres in size, so we never saw the other houses. My wife left with the k**s one day to go visit her parents in the big city eighty miles away. She was going to be doing some shopping and take the k**s to a miniature golf course. I was wearing a straw cowboy hat, a tee shirt, and some cut-offs that were very...