Now lets go see what I need to do to get my drivers license back and go find a rig for me."We went to the drivers license place and Uncle Dar went in....He was in there for quite a while, but when he came out he was smiling.When we got him back into the van and he said, "All done. I had to take the written exam and they did my license. Now all I need is something to drive and a bit of practice with it and insurance."Megan said, "I know where you can get the insurance. I use it myself. They aren't. ”“Ok, ok! I think that this announcement will put the whole family in BBQ mood. I’ll have Lynn let you know. Thanks again, Jim.”I disconnected the call and plotted how to make the announcement as coolly as possible through some pretty heavy tears.That night after we had put the kids to sleep, I was lying in bed quietly cuddling with the wives. They seemed to know something was on my mind. Something serious. I got out of bed and stood at the foot of our double king-sized bed with my hands on my. I can’t be bothered right now. Love L.”I collapsed onto a chair, feeling the dull ache of self-pity and jealousy in my stomach. The joy of my weekend’s fishing trip erased from memory. But, loath as I am to admit it, there was a growing admiration. This was so cruel, so well thought out and so well executed. Who else but L could have come up with this? It hurt, yet part of my likes to be humiliated by her.I set to work; meticulously piecing details together in my mind like a crime scene. With a sigh, she used the speed dial on her phone."Charlotte, I need you to pick me up. I'm stranded on Henderson Road, about halfway between the river and the farmer's market. I'll explain it to you when you get here. Just hurry, please," implored Gwen, as she drew her jacket tighter. "Go slow and I'll step onto the side of the road when you get close."In a surprisingly short time, Gwen saw Charlotte's lights as she drove down the now abandoned highway. As Charlotte approached, Gwen stepped.