AFTER THE CRASH: Grace on the side of the highway

It was dark out and we’d been in the thick highway traffic for a couple of hours. Mr. Jones was driving, and I as the supportive wife was in charge of entertainment—finding radio stations, coming up with conversation topics and supplying the occasional snack.

The road was mostly straight and flat, with only a few twists and turns and the periodic rise and fall at overpasses. Smooth and easy driving.