Natalie and I were headed north on 86, somewhere between Hillsborough and Yanceyville, when I saw a sweet little turtle making its way languidly across the road. I saw it's little head and legs. A nanosecond later it disappeared below the left side of my car and I heard a thunk.
It was rather disconcerting, I felt bad. Natalie said "what was that?" and I told her. There was nothing I could have done.
No comments:
Post a Comment