“The Hill Not Climbed”
Honorable Mention, “Road Not Taken” Contest Half a lifetime ago, newly wed, we shopped for a new car — a white Mazda Protegé; the saleswoman led us from the lot to her office, said she would give us a loan that was right for our budget; we’d have low payments for that unsexy car, but it was no fun to drive; my husband could not be content with economy for he had dreamt of more than basic transportation. We walked away, and although we couldn’t afford it, bought a Volkswagen that cost a hundred more per month. He seemed at […]
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