“A strange thing happened one night when I was a young girl and my beau and I were walking home from church. The night was very dark. No stars were out, and of course there were no street lights. It was just one of those nights when everything is pitch dark, like a heavy fog over everything.
We were walking along, but not too fast as it was summer and I wouldn’t see Jim again ’til the next Saturday night.
One minute we were moving along all right and then Jim suddenly pulled me over saying, ‘Look out.’
At first, I thought he had seen a mud puddle, but he hurried me along and when I asked him what was the matter he said, “Nothing. I’ll tell you about it later.”