The Pony sent me a text out of the blue today at 3:06 p.m.
"So when I was out driving today I almost got in a wreck. A car in the lane next to me, a few lengths ahead, bumped into the curb and blew out a tire. It fishtailed and stopped, but stayed in its lane or I wouldn't have been able to stop in time to not hit it. I'm fine, though. So is the Rogue."
"That's scary! A few seconds or inches either way, and you could have wrecked. Glad you're okay. The young have quick reflexes. The old have big cars!"
"Nobody hit them I think, pretty sure everyone managed to merge on time to avoid them."
"You have AAA and insurance. The car is not a problem, as long as you are safe. So don't let it worry you if you get in a fender bender."
"I want a clean record!"
"Where were you?"
"I was driving to get gas."
"At least it wasn't on the highway. Like I said, the car is no big deal. We pay a fortune to insure the car. But you are irreplaceable! What are you doing today? And what did you do last night?"
"Last night I hung out with a friend of mine. We were on her floor and [REDACTED]. Today homework."
"Perhaps that's too much info, but I do like to know details. Dad and I were going to build a fire and roast hot dogs tonight over by the BARn, but I am sick and don't feel like it. Right now, I am having 4 day old gas station chicken, which at the moment I can still taste. Recorded the OU game while Dad was at work, to watch later tonight, so don't tell me the outcome. Like you know!"
"I just ate a lunch of delicious stir-fry."
"I think I will mail your check this week so you can deposit it online instead of me. Did you even get last week's letter?"
"I just got it from my mailbox. Opening it once I get to my floor."
[5 minutes later] "I certainly am mortified by Dad's tighty-whitey behavior!"
"You're tellin' ME! At least you weren't sitting on the front porch with him."
So here's the thing. When Hick got home later, he said that he'd heard from The Pony. So I asked what he'd heard, waiting to hear his take on the near fender-bender. But all Hick said was that The Pony went to get gas, that every parking spot on campus was open because everyone went to the Longhorns-Sooners game, that he had Friday off because of it, and that he was the only one on his floor. The Pony did not mention the near-collision to Hick at all.
This was the total opposite of Genius, when he had his near-catastrophic collision with the tires of a semi truck on I-44. He called Hick from the front seat of the police car, and had Hick tell me in person. Which goes to show, perhaps, that Genius was more concerned with MY feelings, and The Pony was shaken up by his near miss, and was trying to deal with HIS OWN feelings.
As we would all expect.