Driving People Crazy

Yesterday, Susanna, a Native driver, who has been taciturn, told me that she had thought I was mean, and she admitted that she had been afraid of me. She said, "I hope you are not offended." I have long since jettisoned that organic brain reaction. I told her I had been annoyed with her when she did not find my homeopathic one time from my purse which had fallen. She liked me when I carede about the troubles she was having with deaths in her familly. She also said she missed the radio. So, a driver who was honest, that was great and real. I appreciated that. Koraling Lynne