We were leaving Texas, heading north on highway 271. Heavy rain fell. We stopped at a gas station to fill up. At the pump on the other side, a huge tanker truck pulled up, and an older man clad in overalls and a tee shirt, ball cap on his head, got out to pump gas.
The man said to another customer at the next pump, "We needed a good rain. Well, we musta needed it cause we got it."
I am fairly certain my younger brother, had he been there, would have disagreed with the man out loud. I simply chuckled to myself.
Copyright 2010 Melissa LaFavers