Broken Down

From: HK Edgerton (
Date: Mon, May 29, 2017
Subject: Broken Down
To: siegels1 (

Dear Ms Lunelle,

I suppose it was bound to happen. As I made my way home on Sunday morning, my car would cut off as I made an attempt to pass a car on the Southbound side of Interstate 85
at a sign that read: Exit 17 ‘Highway 321 Lincolnton/Gastonia. I watched for more two hours tow trucks removed cars across the road. I shouted and waved when finally a police
officer waved back that he had seen me.

Another hour would pass and I would call 911 for help. Shortly thereafter, a policeman would show up. Unfortunately, his car battery could not be found in under his car
hood to attempt a jump. He sent a tow truck to help. The tow truck driver and his accomplice said that it sounded like my fuel pump had gone bad. It would be Tuesday morning
before I could get anyone to repair it. In the meantime, they would tow my car to their place for $100, $20 a day storage until someone came to repair it.

Handed him my last $100. He would bring my car to a gas station off Exit 17, on Highway 321 in Lincolnton, place it in a parking space where, after awakening at 3:00 am
on Monday morning, in the back seat of my car, I write this message from my tablet. Woe is me! God bless you!

Your brother,