About 11AM I go the phone call. Sophie was stranded on a side street in Santa Monica. Which Sophie? Our grandaughter. Our unborn granddaughter, with a due date two weeks from now.
Her parents have been driving a borrowed high mileage car and just exited the freeway onto surface streets when the brakes went out. Bela managed to avoid a collision and get the car stopped with the help of the emergency brake. Whew! He looked at the puddle of brake fluid and called me. Senator Boxer says a baby is not viable until it leaves the hospital. So perhaps the Senator would have left Sophie stranded. Our view of life is substantially higher so I called Paulette and we went into action. I drove home, hooked up the flatbed trailer, grabbed a spare, and we headed for Santa Monica. Two hours and one wrong turn later we rounded a corner to see the reclusive Sophie's rotund profile. She was waiting with her mama. We trailered the car and had everyone home by 7PM. One shudders to think of what might have happened in a panic stop situation on the freeway. Sophie's angel was on the job.
These explanations are always better with visuals. Unfortunately the angel wouldn't consent to a picture.
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2 comments:
cute, dad. :)
super papa to the rescue!!
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