10NOT NECESSARILY THE RIGHT ANSWER
The Group in front of us grew in size as we
approached and I could start making out faces. Leading the pack
appeared to be a Georgia Highway Patrol Officer in full regalia and
every age and race following up his advance.
“Hello” I said as we approached.
“Hi” came back the suspicious response from
the LEO.
“How’s it looking down the way?“ I questioned
him surveying the pack of bedraggled strangers. Something wrong
here I thought. The wayfarers looked more subdued and fearful
than I would have expected.
“Pretty bad multi car wreck a mile or so
back, it’s kind of gory so you might want to change lanes” He said
sizing us up through dark sunglasses.
“How about the way you came, any trouble?” he
said expectantly, surveying the road we just came
