As you read this story you might be thinking, "Monner. I've read this before." I can assure you that although this story has similarities to a story I recently told, this is a new story.

Elaine and I are seldom out after dark. It's not one of those "I don't like driving after dark" things, it's just we don't have many reasons to be out after dark. I don't precisely recall the reason we were out after dark, but while Ivy was in Iceland, Elaine and I found ourselves driving home in the dark.

I have described our driveway many times but for those of you that have forgotten, our driveway is about a quarter of a mile long. It is dirt with long pasture grass, on both sides.

On this particular night, driving down (or up, depending on your pers