Aunt at the wheel

Rocamadour's aunt, in a fit of impatience while driving, began to shout, "This world would be better if Abraham had obeyed God and sacrificed his son instead of that poor sheep that had nothing to do with it!"

Since she had the wheel, we didn't want to press her further and stayed silent while she vented all her frustrations by honking the horn. Then, she started insulting a motorcyclist riding on the sidewalk and a truck driver who cut into her lane. When the traffic moved at a steady pace, she calmed down a bit. —I'm fed up; this wheel-ridden crap is my prison— she said, sobbing.

Meanwhile, in the back seat, we continued to imagine a world with fewer sheep.