Last night coming home from classes in Anderson, turning off Clough onto Five Mile, thinking about which lane to get into because if I need gas-right lane-getting right onto Left lane if not. Thinking about how dark it is there and deer hop out from nowhwere having just seen a hurt one on the side of the road earlier this evening. Thinking about how I dumbly left the ladder out and Tony tripped on it in the wee hours of the morning opening daycare. Then all of a sudden-blue flashing lights behind me. Getting ready to pull over so he could pass but there's no one on the road but me. Surely I have a brake light out or something. Or maybe he just wants to give me a Christmas present like I saw on Facebook. Oh noooooooo. My driving skills are lacking he says. I went to far to the right when I turned and did not pull far enough up to the light. Gave him my license. Thank you very much. I guess he was diaappointed he didn't catch a drunk. What I want to know is where is my Christmas present, Officer?
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