This past weekend, I had the chance to get out of town for the weekend. I was giddy at the prospect of escaping the city even if it was just for a couple of days.
A friend of mine had arranged two cabins in Gibsons for the weekend- and almost all of us planned to run the April Fool’s Half Sunday morning.
Saturday morning, a group of four of us who would be carpooling, congregated in a gas station parking lot to begin our weekend away. Exciting start. I hadn’t met the driver before, but being friends of friends, I figure we would be safe. I know, talk about riding in cars with boys.
Pargol and I arrived in the gas station moments before a Silver Ford Escape screeched into the lot. Three out of four. Group member number four had yet to arrive. At 9:48am group member number four…
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