Birthday Cake

Oh my, this is the exit. Only twenty minutes away. I’m excited. My nose drizzled as I saw black-eyed Susans sprouting along the side of the highway. 

We’re now here. What? There? Where? My car careened into a ditch. My wife called it their driveway, but I saw no house. They didn’t actually live right off the road. I crane my neck. We had to hike up to that ledge, where I saw no house. I was assured it was there above the shelf, across a stream, and over the ridge yonder.