The Kindness of Strangers: Penniless Across America
“I’m calm on the outside, but on the inside, I cower like a whipped dog awaiting his master’s next tirade. “I picked one guy up and he shot me,” the man says. “I said, ‘What did you do that for?’” He reaches across me into the glove box. Oh, shit, this is it, I think. I slip a finger in the door handle. I look out the window and see the blacktop whizzing underneath. I’ve often wondered what it’s like to jump from a speeding car. Now I’ll find out. I remember the article about me that will appear... in tomorrow’s paper. They can follow that with my obituary. The man pulls something from the glove box, but it’s not a gun. He pops the cassette into the tape deck. Jesus music blasts from the speakers. “The thing with me is, I don’t care! Ha, ha, ha!” I see a sign. Centerville, three miles. Just hold on. A car pulls onto the highway ahead of us. We come up on it fast. I flinch and point. The man waits until the last second before he hits the breaks. Tires squeal.MoreLess
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