Proof The Bible Is True

“There’s a second story after this one in which a car is an answer to prayer.” Admin

 

My mom and dad have this car, a 1998 Toyota Avalon. The first car my mom ever bought, not leased, and she definitely did her homework. My parents have purchased newer vehicles since, but after nearly 17 years and more than 200,000 miles, that old Toyota was still going strong.

 

Sure, it had rust spots from too much time parked outside in bad weather, and at times the engine squeaked and screamed loud enough to scare children on the other side of the globe, but my wife and I adopted the car as our own and used it in the summer months to drive down from the city to visit my parents at the Jersey Shore. I dubbed it “The Smoke Monster” after the shape-shifting, immortal creature from the TV show “Lost.”

 

Then last fall, a man knocked on my parents’ front door. A stranger. He’d seen the car parked outside the house, and was interested in it. After my mom assured him that it still ran, he offered to buy it right then, without even a cursory inspection. For a 17-year-old car, his offer was more than fair.

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