On rare occasions on the road, Rachel and I buy a book, acknowledging how precious storage is in our rolling tiny house. Three, so far,
There were no Steinbeck assignments in my high school or college lit classes. Instead, Chaucer, Plath, O’Connor, Milton, Wilder, and a forgotten list of dozens
Rachel and I are on the road to see America, to find Haven, and to live in the moment for every mile along the way.