Apocrypha

I’m flossing my teeth and steering with my elbow on this two-lane stretch of K-15. A red Gran Torino rides my tail, then passes going eighty like he does every day. One day I let him run interference but had to stop when the shaking started. Couldn’t keep up. Now I’ve got all these slowpokes to finesse. I’m behind a pickup with a black-headed woman Sticking her head out the window. When I pass, I see it’s a goat. I reach down to get my coffee and almost run into the ta