I work as a hospitality consultant, traveling the country telling people how to fix their hotels.

Usually I travel solo, leaving my husband alone at home, but my company recently hired a new consultant who was supposed to shadow me.

One day we were assigned a client way outside our city. The place was too remote to fly, and trains were out of the question. Instead, the boss rented us a flashy red convertible to make the trip.

Almost immediately our awesome road trip took a turn for the worse. The sky turned a greenish gray before unleashing a torrent of rain. We scrambled to pull up the convertible’s cover, getting drenched in the process.

Then the road started to flood — slowly at first, until suddenly the asphalt gave way to rushing water. With nowhere left to go, Jeff made a... Read More