The falcon-wing doors sealed shut and the boy studied the moonroof above his seat. His eyes trailed forward to the panoramic front windshield. The 17-inch touch screen in the center stack arrested his attention, like headlights to a deer, causing the boy to mutter, as if in a trance, "This is how...
My friend wanted a pickup truck. He travels during the week for his white-collar job, and on weekends helps out with house projects in the neighborhood.
A married father of three, he'd take out the seats to load up the minivan with tools, materials and sawhorses. A married father of three, he couldn't...