The Traveling Bible
© Michael Schmelling
Written by: Emma Mathes
The lady threw the bible on the dashboard and pushed the car door open. After a long stretch, she moved away from the car and walked down the road.
And so the bible sat; its pages fluttered gently with a quiet patter in the draft from the open window. The book had seen many hands through the years. For a while, it’d stayed in a drawer, and only handled by the occasional lonely stranger. Then, she came, and whoever she arrived as needed what was in its pages desperately.
Now, it stayed on the road—in the passenger’s seat, the dashboard, the rear seats, but never in the glovebox. And so the pages yellowed, but the bible enjoyed the breeze.
