Of Mercy and Discipline

There are few questions I despise. One of them is, “Do you know how fast you were going, ma’am?” I knew I was busted. He was nicely tucked in at the bottom of the hill.  As soon as I passed him, he pulled out. With my eyes glued to my review mirror, I was hoping he was going for someone else (sorry, just being honest here). Nope, his lights lit up and right there, on the main street, in busy mid-day traffic, I sat digging for my license and proof… Read more Of Mercy and Discipline →