Jimmy’s Chevy Loadmaster overheated.
Not again, he thought and pulled over.
Two hours later, a car stopped.
“Hey, man. You need a lift?”
“Sure do.”
“I see your drums. You in a band?”
“Probably not anymore.”
“We ain’t got a drummer. Wanna play?”
“Why not? I’m Jimmy.”
“Howdy. I’m Elvis.”
Thanks for reading and responding. You make it fun.
Mark
👍🏻😊
Luck?
Or, destiny?