THOUGH Aunt Clara never learned to drive, she served as Aunt Hattie's faithful copilot. In a car almost as old as they were, they rode over curbs, swerved into ditches and rode against traffic on one-way streets, heedless of horns, unobserved by police.
When the years overdue traffic offense citation was finally presented, Aunt Clara scooted across the seat, reached around Aunt Hattie and signaled for the ticket.
"Don't give it to her," Aunt Clara said to the police officer. "She can't see.
I told her to go through the light." |
