On the Road to Somewhere
Ace
I sat in the passenger’s seat
next to Summer, who drove
with a nonchalance that said
she didn’t give a damn that
we had stolen a vehicle. She
had told me that we, very
quickly, needed to get away
from the city as soon as we
could, that way we couldn’t
be caught about stealing the
vehicle, so long as we acted
naturally enough, we wouldn’t
be stopped. That’s what she
told me, anyhow. I listened.
We had the radio on some
rock station that I can’t
remember the name of for
the life of me. It wasn’t all
that important to me, since
I was trying to figure out
how we’d get in touch with
Jack. I hadn’t thought about
it before. Now, it haunted me.
Hey, Acey. You got a clue
where we should get to
going? Summer turned to
me just a bit as she was
driving. She had an ability
to pay attention to more than
one thing a time. It was a bit
scary, though, I’ll admit.
I shook my head. “Mm-mm.
Not a clue. Where do you
think we should go to?”
She grinned, staring back
at the road, now. I think
that sunny California sounds
nice to me, don’t you think?
Cali will be less likely to
hassle us than any other
place, you know?
I nodded. “Yeah, I guess.”
It was definitely the farthest
from home. I wondered how
long Summer planned on
driving this nice car. At
some point, I figured we’d
have to abandon it and
do some dangerous
hitchhiking from there on.
I mostly hoped more than
anything that it’d be worth
it in the end. I really did.
Don’t worry. We’ll make
it out of here safely.
Summer smiled and put
one hand on top of mine
and patted it, definitely
trying to comfort me, like
she already knew that I
was having problems
coping with what might
be ahead of us. She knew.
It was still dark, but I
don’t remember what time
it was. I just remembered
eventually growing tired
and falling asleep, leaning
against the door of the car.