I drove off down the highway. I kept one hand on the wheel and put the other hand on his knee, making little circles on his soft jeans. I played David Wilcox’s “East Ashville Hardware” CD for him – he liked it!
I got out to pump gas. No one else was around. It was so cold and windy… I thought I might freeze! He got out and hugged me from behind, blocked the wind, put the gas cap back while I was getting my receipt. Then he pressed me against the car and kissed me. I wrapped my leg around him and wondered how far we could go standing outside before we froze solid. But the cold got to us and we hopped back into the car. He kissed me and I felt warmer very quickly!
12: 25 am Stories as we roll along
I told him about the lessons I learned from my work… nothing quite as dramatic, but still telling him why I am the way I am.
I felt so close to him, driving down the road in the dark in the middle of the night, sharing the deepest moments that made us who we are, the road we’ve traveled since we were teenagers.