CAR TALK THAT BEGINS WITH PRAYER

MY HUSBAND AND I EACH HAD OUR OWN CAR. BUT WHILE MINE WAS A SHARP, newer Camaro, my husband was driving the old clunker.

I never thought much about his car, unless I had to drive it for one reason or another. The last time I drove it, I knew we had to get him another one soon. I imagined the car dying on the side of the road, leaving us with one car to share. This would have complicated both our lives.

I talked this over with my husband and found out he felt the same. But at the time, a new car was out of our reach. We didn't have one extra dime to spend.

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