He's That Summer Breeze

Nowhere in Particular

"Wait! Wait!" My mom came bounding out to the porch with Uncle Clarion's peach pie. "You all can't leave without saying goodbye!"

Uncle Clarion's face was ecstatic, "A peach pie? You shouldn't have!" He stuck his finger in the pie and then licked it, "I take that back, I'm glad you did!"

Mom wrapped me in a tight hug. The kind of hug a mother would give to her daughter that she wouldn't be seeing until the fall. She whispered in my ear, "I love you. You know that?"

"I love you too," I said these words trying not to let the tears come.

Mom probably knew how I was feeling, "Don't get in too much trouble now. Don't try to eat any of your uncle's peach pie." I laughed at my Mom's last comment, which did help me feel much better.

Uncle Clarion was getting impatient and spoke up, "Alright let's get on the road we have a long drive ahead of us." Zach took our suitcases and put them in the bed of the truck. Mom gave me one last suffocating squeeze as well a Zach who looked like he was about to faint.

"I call shotgun!" I sprinted for the passenger seat racing Zach to it.

"Not if I get there first!" He did, "Ha! Beat you to it!"

"What happened to ladies first?" I said

He put on his best British accent, "Right after you miss," Zach climbed to the back seat and we both started laughing. Uncle Clarion pulled out of the driveway in the Chevy and we began passing through the town and out into open roads. I reached my arm to turn on the radio, which eneded up all being set to country music stations. Uncle Clarion sang out loud along with the songs in his tone deaf voice. I turned around and to look at Zach and he looked a little bit scared, but he seem to be having a good time. We continued to drive for what seemed like ten minutes, but was really three hours. We then came to a small dirt road that had a sign that said "Welcome to nowhere in particular!" Seriously?

"The town doesn't even have a name?" I looked out the window and at the rest of the upcoming town.

"Well for a town that's about a mile wide, and a mile long, what do you expect?" My Uncle giggled to himself. Small buildings lined each side of the dirt road. Stores, shops, small resturaunts and homes.

Zach spoke,"Is there a school here?"

"Only one. It includes an elementary, middle and high school all in one. Not many people live around if ya haven't noticed already," Uncle Clarion said. We soon pulled into a nicer looking area of "Nowhere in particular" and a large house that made all the other homes in the town look like a rundown shack. My Uncle's home was white, two stories and had a nice porch that wrapped around the whole house, which reminded me of home. "Welcome home. Just call it home because you two are going to be here for a while. I have about three guest bedrooms upstairs, so go ahead and choose whatever room you'd like."

Zach got our suitcases out of the Chevy an we both ran into the house looking for a room to claim. Zach took the room that I didn't want, but he seemed to enjoy it. I found the last room that was at the very end of the hallway. It was clean, spacious and quiet. Just how I like it. I set my things down and unpacked my suit case, placed my belongings where they should be and layed down on my new bed. I took the wildflower out of the suitcase and layed it on the bedside table. Maybe this was home after all.