Drifter, a Malachi Boardman story

decicion

i love you to"

he kissed you again, it was colder
than the night before, but  that was just the excuse you both used to stay in the same room,
laying next to eachother on the twin size bed, it was nice to be next to someone 

you cooked and brought it to the room  you talked all night, about important and  meaningless things well up to three before you fell asleep on him, funny how he tried to kill you two weeks ago and now your cuddling

he woke up first

his pov
i awoke to a weight on my good arm, and i looked to find her, remembering last night
i smiled,
she Chose Me

and soon everyone will know that she loved me, and i her
for the first time in a long time i was happy
With her

daylight came and we got dressed for the trip out of gatlin,
i dressed as i do every day, in my brown plaid shirt, her in a pair of low waisted jeans and a new blouse
her brown hair was half up in a bun the rest falling past her shoulders
she looked beautiful as always

we made our way to the service station, and she talked to the old man
before we left

the old man drove, she sat on the other end as i was in the middle of the rusty Chevrolet

the man turned the radio on, it played del shannon's runaway, i still had the voice in my mind music is forbidden

we we're about 100 miles from gatlin, the old man stopped at a feed store, a parts lot then the cafe it was dark out now

you all went in, you had a few dollars in change

you put a song on the jukebox
Elvis pressleys love me tender

Malachi slowly danced with you,
swaying back and forth

there was only three people there
a man sipping coffee, a older woman and her grandchild, you noticed her pictures, fresh from her camera that sat beside her,

„excuse me mam, could i trouble you for a picture?
i've got a little money,"

"oh don't worry dear
sure thing!"

you got next to Malachi he put his awn around you,
Flash

she handed you the two pictures,
Malachi took one and put it in his shirt pocket smiling