Cars pass by day after day on their way to somewhere.
Once in a while, we hear the blaring sound of a car “honk-honk,” as it turns the corner.
Today, there was a car honking in the neighborhood off in the distance.
Without hesitation, my husband and I laughed and yelled at the same time, “Sorry, I can’t come out to play right now!”
It was our daughter who always would say those familiar words anytime and anywhere she heard a car honk and then she would laugh.
. . . .
I wonder if there are cars in heaven?
. . .
. . . “honk-honk!”