Wes began the arduous process of disentangling himself from the inside of Justin’s car. When he finally bear crawled out onto the pavement, Justin said, “Congratulations. You’ve just been born again.” “That’s exactly what it felt like.” Wes stretched and popped his back. “Let’s take my truck if we ever need to go on a road trip. That’s not a car. It’s a jack-in-the-box.”
