He’s driving fast. I love it when he does that, the top is down on the black mustang convertible and the wind accelerated by speed is causing my hair to flail around wildly. I just sit here resting my head against the passenger door staring at him. He knows, I mean he’s totally aware but he just smiles and gasses it more.
He almost looks like he knows where he’s going; I mean honestly he shouldn’t be smiling and… neither should I. Not with what’s going on and what may come. Shit I don’t even know what will come; no one does but still… here we are.
Father said I could end up living a thousand years, that a little time away from him wouldn’t kill me. Doesn’t feel like we have that anymore, time. One day without him is too long, what is a thousand years without him.
He notices my smile is gone, worry takes its place.
“We’ll be there soon, we’re gonna be ok, I promise.” He says as
he reaches over and places his hand on my thigh. A promise he doesn’t know if he can keep, but I don’t care. Wherever this road may end, if it ends… I’m ok with it as long as he is there.I know we aren’t in your circle, we don’t belong, but please God, don’t take him from me.