Why hits from the 70s are playing on my car radio that day and not NPR is a total mystery. Since I recently told a miracle story on a Los Angeles stage, the 1975 soulish disco tune You Sexy Thing by Hot Chocolate strikes a chord.
As I was leaving for a meeting my dog Barney (wearing only a rabies tag) slipped through the front door. My neighbor and I watched as he bounded for an alley leading to Markham Street, one of Little Rock’s busiest. Since it was rush hour, I feared it meant certain death for my baby.
It’s a long story (watch for it…), but when I returned home Barney was in my backyard. “I believe in miracles…”