Ann Grimes had a small car, and she drove a lot in town, because she went to work by car every morning and camehome by car too, and she did her shopping with her car on Saturdays.
But she very seldom went out into the country in it, because she did not have much time.
Then one Sunday morning last August she said to herself,
‘It’s a beautiful day, and it’s hot in town. I’m going to drive out into the country and have a picnic in a quiet field there.
She drove twenty kilometres, and then she came to a small country road. She looked at it and said to herself,
‘This road’s very steep, isn’t it?’ She stopped in front of a house and asked a man, ‘Is this road dangerous?»
‘No, the man answered, ‘it isn’t dangerous up here.
They always crash down at the bottom.
