Luke and the DUI

Luke was the first member of our family involved in a car accident.  It happened today around dinner time when he was coming home with the boy up the street and that boy's youth pastor.  They were in a little pickup truck, all three in the front seat, belted in, (thank you Jesus) when a drunk driver hit them.  I was called to the scene to pick him up, and when I arrived, I saw him bouncing around, talking to police and paramedics.  I called him over to our truck, and he ran over to me, stuck his hand in the open window, shoved a broken taillight in my face, and said: "Look at my souvenir from the wreck, the police already said yes mom."  There you have it!  The man responsible was incarcerated on the spot and put in the ambulance, since he was not wearing a seat belt and hit his head on the dash. To quote Ma Ingalls, "All is well that ends well."