The Plan: Just Be

Sitting in the passenger’s seat of a racy red car, I glanced over at my driver. She looked exactly like me. We were flying down a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, top rolled back, wind whipping through our identical hair. Without warning, directly in the near path, a huge chasm opened its hungry mouth. My twin driver stepped hard on the brakes, the way I do when I’ve been going a little too fast and the light unexpectedly turns yellow. In... Read More