Wise Blood

"When they came to the end of the dirt road and were facing the paved one, the pick-up truck pulled alongside again and while the two cars paused by the side, Haze and the slate-eyed man looked at each other out of their two windows. "I told you this car would get me anywhere I wanted to go," Haze said sourly.

"Some things," the man said, " 'll get some folks somewheres," and he turned the truck up the highway.

Haze drove on. The blinding white cloud had turned into a bird with long thin wings and was disappearing in the opposite direction."

-Chapter 7, pg. 127;

"Wise Blood" by Flannery O'Conner