What can YOU say in six sentences?
He was behind me at the red light, a handsome forty-something guy in a big white pickup truck. I watched him in my rearview mirror as he raked through his salt and pepper hair, ran an index finger across his top lip and squinted as if contemplating something serious, then he tugged at his right ear lobe several times which made me decide stress was causing these nervous picking tics.
Mr. Stressed then stuck a finger in his ear, pinched out some material which he quickly…Continue