At about noon today, as the family Thomassen was driving through the wilds and arid scrubland between San Angelo and Austin, Onni wanted Mila and me to entertain her with tales of our childhoods. "What theme?" I asked.
"Being lost." she entreated.
"Okay," I began, "Years and years ago, before I married Mommy, my family was in Germany. Daddy and Bump Bump and Granny Dolla and Uncle Deeb and Uncle Bunny were all driving through Germany..."
And here she interrupted with a tone of incredulity, "How many steering wheels did your car have?"