On the way to San Jose the car gave up on us with an unceremonious clang before the grand finale came, silence; leaving us in the most disconcerting of all places, a dry desert road in the middle of nowhere. I glanced at Bessie crammed in the backseat beside me, felt the anxiety rise within us both covered in heavy sweat from intense summer heat and a/c that never worked from day one. Father tried furiously to resurrect the... [Read More]