The Old Blog in the Desert

As I slowed to make the corner, I saw my wife in the turn lane headed in the opposite direction. Each of us had our window rolled down, so we waved vigorously at one another as we’d not seen each other in the past 12-hours.

“I love you!” I shouted as I sped up to match the moving traffic while signaling to merge.

My wife didn’t hear me, but the dude in the large truck did as he shoved his arm out of his window, waved and yelled back, “I love you, too!”

I laughed all the way to work.