Storys of the Time

(Chapter 1)

The drive home

As I drove down the high way I had only one thing on my mind, him. It had been two weeks since I had seen him and today was the big day he came home.

Excitement coursed through my body as a gained speed, wanting only to be by his side. I checked my rear view mirror just in time to see the cop. I slowed down before he turned on his lights. I closed my eyes and hoped to god he wasn't after me.

As I pulled over to the side, the cop shot past me and kept going. I stepped on the gas and continued to go on. I saw the cop pull over another man not to far away, and was happy that was not me.

"Almost there" I thought, nearly jumping with excitement. I took the exit and slowed down. It was only about 35 more miles until I could hold him.

My phone began to ring. I pulled over and picked it up, "who is it?" I said. Wondering who was calling me. Who replied was the one and only, "hey babe. I'm almost there. I can't wait to see you" he said. " I can't wait to see you either Michael. I'm still on the road though, but I'll be there soon" I replied. "Ok see you soon, love you." Love you to," I said then hung up.