I am pulled out of the back seat and shoved onto the road. Lying on my back, I think, I can’t die this way. And then, in the distance...
It was a regular Monday in February, and I was back home in Fayetteville, N.C. I was exhausted from travel and a weekend in Atlanta, but it was my buddy’s birthday, so I went over to his girlfriend’s house and we spent the night catching up and playing the card game Tonk. When he went to the porch to FaceTime his daughter, that was my cue to head out.