The Little Purple Car Finds A Home The little purple car sat forlornly on the used car lot. It looked around and saw all types of vehicles waiting for a new home. Some were big trucks. Others were sporty SUVs. A few were cars. There was even a convertible that cried one day because she wanted to go to the beach so badly. They were white and red and blue and black and tan. A few silver ones glistened in the sun. But not one of them was purple. Every now and then the little car heard snickers. It hurt his feelings. He knew the other vehicles were pointing at him. They’d never seen a purple car before. He was different. He knew that. But that could be a good thing, he told himself. It was good to stand out from the crowd. The lady who’d taken him home when he’d been shiny and new had certainly thought so. They’d had so much fun together. It didn’t matter if they were cruising around town running errands or heading out on a road trip. It was fun. Unfortunately, the lady and her husban...
Living A Colorful Life