Proof The Bible Is True

Four hours on the road, crammed into an old Chevrolet with two antsy boys, a fussy two-year-old girl and one very pregnant cat named Midnight–I could use a break to stretch my legs. We all could. But try telling that to my husband, Ernie, behind the wheel.

 

“Midnight’s acting funny,” my son, Ken, yawned from the backseat. His brother, Jerry, stroked Midnight’s fur, trying to calm her down.

 

“She’s probably getting ready to have her kittens,” I said, glancing meaningfully at Ernie.

 

“No stops,” he said. “We’re almost there.”

 

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