Small, small world

I parked outside the home we were going to for a Memorial Day BBQ.  It was a very quiet, out-of-the way street.  Xander got out of the car and ran across the street to see a gecko. I pulled him back with an admonishment, for a car was driving down the street right toward us.

The car slowed to a stop and the passenger window rolled down.

A congregant sticks her head out.  "Don't worry, Rabbi, we won't run over him!"