ChameleonChapter 3
The little town that we lived in had so little crime that the attempted robbery of the gas station was their first crime of the year. The cops were happy to have the perps and a reliable witness, so they were not worried about finding the good Samaritan who had broken the thing up. Therefore, I was not bothered by this little escapade. I continued to rock along, taking seriously only the driver's ed class I was enrolled in. The teacher was very impressed with my grasp of the details of the...