Someone stole our car a few months ago in Prague. Thought it was behind us, but we're still talking about it. I told her (tonight, over coffee and Guinness) that those 2 farmers from Bavaria (no such thing) weren't actually farmers at all, they were angels. They tried to send us a signal. They tried to get us to drive to that puny li'l town outside of Prague, to party with them. We would have woken up with the car intact, I said. There are no bavarian farmers, I said. There are no angels, she said. Now I know that she has never seen a miracle before ... but I have. The fact that we're alive (not in some dungeon run by the mob) makes me suspect, and even begin to believe, in angels. And miracles. I've seen many things. Magical things, dangerous things. Things real, and sometimes whispered but not spoken ...
Peace, -Todd