Redbird Car
I tried to write two different blogs this week. Neither worked. So, I’m telling a story. Not just any story—a close-to-the-heart, real life story. Actually, it’s a story within a story. It starts with frustration. My Ford Explorer makes a squealing sound. It comes and goes. Sounds like a scream under the blue hood. I tell my husband. He drives it. It squeals and shrills, but he says, “I can’t hear it. I don’t hear a thing.” I am stunned. I probably look at him as if he’s lyin