A Good Deed

He fell into a daydream. The long line of cars on the highway looked like spaghetti noodles. One lonely cloud rested in the sky, on this mid-summer night. He drove along with the top down, and the summer breeze blowing his shoulder-length hair back.

He turned on the radio and heard "...a love that drips/ like honey/ sticky sweet...". And just then he spotted a disabled vehicle on the side of the highway. A woman was standing beside it waving a white handkerchief. He immediately pulled over and asked what he could do to help.

Several minutes later, he lowered the hood of her car, opened the door for her to climb back in, and asked her for her phone number.

Delighted that she was no longer held captive, she said "I'll tell you what, handsome follow me to the truck stop at the next exit. We can have lunch together."

He agreed and hopped back into his convertible. He turned his radio on and heard U2 singing "...that was the day before love came to town..." He sped off toward the next exit.