ImadeupmymindtodrivetoSouthCarolinatomeetmyfriendsinmyusedcar.ThoughIhadonlybeenthereoncebeforeanddidnotknowthewayverywell.IwasonthehighwayafterIhadmadesomeinquiries(询问).

　　AtAshvelle,therewasacrossroadwhereIcouldgoonalongthemainroadorIcouldtakeashortcut.Theshortcutwastocrossseveralhillsandwasdangerous,Ihesitated(犹豫)foralittlewhileandthenchosethemainroad,forIwantedtobesafe.

　　SomethingstrangehappenedafterIdrovealongwayandfounditwasnotthecorrectroadthatIwantedtotake,butthehillyroadIdecidedtoavoid.IrealizedthatitwasatthecrossroadthatIhadmadethedirectionmistake.“WhatshallIdo?”Iaskedmyself.IfIwentbacktotakethatroadagain,itwouldbeverylatebythetimeIgottoColumbia.Thinkingitover,Idecidedtogoon.“Ifotherpeoplecangoalongthisroad,whycan’tI?”Iencouragedmyself

　　Theshortcut,tomysurprise,wasnotthatdangerous.Infact,itwasonlyaverypeacefulcountryroad,goingupanddowntwolowhills.Therewaslittletraffic.Onbothsidesoftheroad,youcouldseetrees,wildflowers,andfarmswithcowsandhorses.Myfearwasgonewiththewind.Listeningtothebeautifulcountrymusicovermycarstereo(立体声),Idroveonandenjoyedthescenerywhichwassoquietandsonatural.Evenmyusedcarforgottogivemeproblems.ItwasjustinthislightheartednessthatIarrivedatmydestination.Myfriends,aftertheyheardwhathadhappenedtome,allsaiditsoundedlikeanadventure.