Unveiling Hidden America: Lauren Hough’s Journey into the Heart of Modern Monsters
Woody steals nearly every scene he’s in. A husky mix has opinions, and Hough lets him keep them: He is co-pilot, sounding board, foot warmer, and the one creature in the van with no stake in anybody’s politics. He is also the book’s best diplomat. People who would hesitate to approach a stranger in a beat-up van will cross a parking lot to meet a dog, and again and again Woody is the thing that opens the door Hough then walks through; the accomplice doing half the work of the trip without knowing it. Hough’s love song to him is also an elegy, an acknowledgment that the trip itself is a way of holding onto something before it goes.
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