Spreading a Little Peace on Earth
OUR GROCERY SHOPPING out of the way, I steered the car toward the exit to the parking lot. That’s as far as we got before my wife, Lois, and I saw hazard lights flashing. An off-white Kia Soul was stalled on a gentle slope near where the exit lane met the road. A long line of cars eased around it, some honking, shoppers urgently trying to get their errands done amid the December holiday craziness.
“Great,” I said to Lois. “Just great.” I nosed around the offending vehicle, craning my neck to catch a glimpse of the driver, a
