It was a dark and dreary night

Pensacola, Florida is a small town in the south. Living there was a small adventure. We actually lived outside the city limits so going anywhere was a major trip. There were no buses that ran near our neighborhood. As a matter of fact there were no neighborhoods near our neighborhood.To get to the nearest grocery store it was a 20 min drive. And the drive was basically down one street with no street lights or traffic lights.

One night i needed to go to the grocery store. I left the baby and toddler with the husband. It was a dark and rainy night… something perfect for a horror film…. Let's set the scene. Woman alone at night driving on a dark and lonely road. Lightening, rain,  no cell phone, no houses near by. As I was driving all of a sudden I lost acceleration and power. I sat there in the car and tried cranking the car again. nothing.

So i walked in the rain on a lonely street. I was too far away from home to walk back so I walked forward. I finally saw some houses after about 20 minutes. I  felt like this this was the most important decision in mylife. What house do I choose. IF I choose wrong it might be the axe murderer's house. I knocked on a door a young couple answered the door. I asked if I could use the phone. They had pity on me. I called my husband and explained what happened. He said he would  figure it out. The couple overheard my plight and offered to take me home.

The next day my husband walked to where the car was. It started and he took it to a mechanic. It was the alternator.