Today of all days was the day when the car, with a mind of its own, failed to start. She tried and tried to get the thing to rumble into life but to no avail so she allowed it a little time to settle, as her father had taught her, in case she had flooded the carburettor.
She tried again but still it failed to come alive. What should she do now? Should she set off to walk the seven miles for her fix in this abominable weather or wait till it settled?.
Then she saw it. There it was,large as life, standing in the field and gazing at her with a frightening glare.