I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I'm so glad she was on the same page. Audible responding wouldn't tell her how happy I was she said that. There are very few times in life you can say, "right here. This here is pure. This is forever pure." So I just smiled as wide as I could and turned off my blinker.
She jumped up and down excited that we could keep going. So we drove. We just kept driving. The facade had been dropped. This was now a date.
After everything, I decided I had enough. I grabbed her hand gently with mine. The lights of a new town lit up her face like a fire that night. Her thumb rubbed over mine assuring me I wasn't wrong for being assertive.
I think I had a shot now. Whether I did or not I was taking it. I would ride the wheels of this machine if it kept her happy and this close to me.
As the moon watched over us, we eased our way onto the highway without destination or distraction from each other.
We quietly held hands and drove until I saw a sign for Galveston.
The beach was a place of solitude for me. I had always gone there when life was good and I wanted to enjoy it. In the summer I would live there on the weekends, sleeping in my truck listening to the waves.
I exited and headed straight for the beach with my newfound love.
The lights in my truck flashed to the beat of George straight while we sang under our breath and enjoyed each others presence.
After an hour, she rolled down her window to light a cigarette and we both took in the smell of salt. Rolling our eyes and breathing deeply we smiled.
