Fiorella got caught in a horrible traffic jam yesterday. It took her an hour and a half to travel the ten miles between Pflugerville and Round Rock. The day was hot--100 degrees hot--and she didn't have any Ozarka in the car. Most of the time was spent sitting with her motor running. When she got home, she was in such bad shape that Husband had to help her out of the car and into the house, where she gulped down great amounts of water and collapsed on the couch.
Fio had a hard time of it, but the people in the pile-up that caused the traffic jam--a semi and seven cars--had it even worse.
God protect and preserve them.
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