I Will Stop at Nothing

I moved to a new town recently that is like no other town, at least as far as I know. This town has restaurants like most the towns I’ve lived in. It has a mall, a theater, and a library—sadly frequented in that order. People here live in apartments or homes or trailers, just like everywhere else. In most every way this town is like every other—my mailman even waved at me the other day.

But in one way it is different.

In this town, a red light means nothing.

I noticed something was off my first...