The car wouldn’t start today.
It kept turning over and making a weird noise.
It was hard to tell what the noise was because the little noise makers in the car were making SO much of their own noise.
Anyway, we piled out and we called my Dad.
As soon as he got off from work he zipped over.
The battery was dead.
We must have left a light on.
He jump started us with his car.
I thanked him profusely.
And told him he saved our lives.
He rolled his eyes and said I was overly dramatic.
Do I seem overly dramatic to you?