Next to arrive to my aide was a huge white truck. I thought, surely he can get me out-that's a new truck! The truck pulled up to me, and the man rolled down his window. I quickly reached over to roll my window down, allowing an undisclosed amount of water in. The truck driver says, "Hey, you want me to get you out of there?" Oh, finally! I said, "Boy, would I!" We lock eyes and stare for a moment. My eyes searched for some movement on his part. After an awkward silence, the truck driver says, "Well, climb on over and get in!" Ooohhhh.....you mean me climb on over and get in-NOT you hook a thingy up to my car and use your big, beautiful shiny new truck to do what it was designed for-to pull my little Escort our of the lake! Nooo....that would be too much like a solution!

I climbed out the passenger window, which was not a pretty sight! It was very uncomfortable-nothing like the Dukes of Hazzard use to do it-not to mention the fact that my pant leg got caught on the lock. I almost did a split-one leg out of the car and the other jammed up on the lock! Once I gained my balance, I waddled over and jumped in his truck. He immediately proceeded to call a tow truck company that he was familiar with. I wasn't used to men calling other men to do something that they could very well have done themselves. His truck went throught the water like it wasn't even there! He dropped me off at the closest gas station to wait for a tow truck.

As I stood outside waiting for the tow truck, I became saturated with stares and glares from the people making their morning commute. I felt exposed, needy, even helpless.

Just then, the biggest tow truck I had ever seen appeared. I read the name on the door, and it was my tow truck. I immediately started to run toward it, waving my arms in the air because he looked right at me and kept going!!! The people who thought I was crazy before were sure of it now. I began to walk down the road, just to escape the looks.....

About 10 minutes later, down the same road, the tow truck comes to me. The driver says, "Hey, are you the one whose car is stuck in the lake? Oh, I'm sorry, I mean, in the middle of 303 that was flooded?" I said, "Yes, that would be me!" He said, "Hop in! We'll get your car outta there." So we came to the road where my car was sitting, and the driver begins to go into the water. Let me remind you that this tow truck was HUGE! It had a flatbed that could fit two mid-size cars on it. I remember thinking, Oh man, I bet it cost extra for this tow truck. There goes my paycheck!

As we move through the murky waters, he opens the door and looks out at the water under us. We got to my car, and he kept going. He said, "Yup, that water's too deep. I'm afraid if I stop, the truck'll stall out, and there aint nobody that can come and tow this out. So I'm gonna have to drop you off at the end of the road. And you give me a call once the water recedes."

I got out of the truck, still in shock, thinking, Did that really just happen? I watched the tow truck disappear, and began to gaze out into the lakes and the trees. It was kind of peaceful. I could hear birds chirping, frogs bellowing, the sound of rain drops hitting the leaves of the trees, and the water surrounding me.....WAIT!!! IT'S RAINING!!! NO!!! NOOOO!!!!! I was thinking, The water will never recede! Lord! Why is it raining?

Just when I was waiting for a response from my Lord, Who I was certain had been with me the entire time of my ordeal, I heard out from the distance....laughter. Is that laughter? I searched and searched, and at the top of the road, there was a man pacing back and forth, laughing and pointing at me-I mean the kind of laugh that you hear from Santa Claus, maybe.

I started into the water. I was going to go right up to him and find out what he thought was so funny!!! I mean, the nerve of this guy-he must have laughed for 5 minutes at me!

Just then, I heard a horn blow, and it was my friend Missy. I turned and ran....well, not really-the water was still up to my knees. I said, "Girl, do you see that man laughing at me??" She looked....I looked....the kids looked....there was no man there. He had conveniently disappeared!

I got in the truck with Missy, and we called another tow truck. They said they would be right out, but Missy's kids had to go to the bathroom, so we left to find the closest restroom.

When we returned, there were two police cruisers sitting at the beginning and end of the road.

One officer came up to Missy's truck and said, "Can I help you ladies?" And then Missy spills the beans! "Um, yeah. That's my friend's car so I hope you're not calling a tow truck because we already have one coming. It's not her fault-she was just trying to get to work, and there were a ton of other cars going right through it, so I hope you're not going to give her a ticket, blah blah blah." All I really heard was, "Tell your friend to give me her driver's license." I'm sure I was white as a ghost at this point.

Just then, we heard, "Calling all cars! Calling all cars in the area of ----! Please get into route. There is a domestic violence going on at blah blah blah." The officer immediately got into his cruiser and sped off.

That was WAY to close!

After that, the tow truck pulled up, looked at the water and proceded to phone to base to tell them the water was too high! "Sorry!", he said, and pulled off!!!

We couldn't believe it! We just looked at each other for a moment.

And from the back seat, we hear, "Mom, I gotta go to the bathroom again!"

"AGAIN??? Can't you hold it?"

"No."

We called the towing company again. They said that what their driver did was wrong, and they would send someone else out.

I decided to wait with the car while Missy took her kiddos to the restroom again. I decided to wade out to the car and push it myself. It was getting late, and I was afraid the police would come back soon. I made it to the car, put it in neutral and started pushing.

"Hey, I see you're stuck! I'm pretty sure I can pull you out of there!" I look up, and there was a guy in a black jeep. He didn't want to get wet, so he had me do the hooking up part. In two minutes, I was out-me and my car were on dry land once again. I thanked him, and he was on his way.

Three tow trucks later, my car was back home.