A Different Kind of Sugar
Jack
The scenery changed
as we got into
Texas. It felt a
lot dryer than a lot of
the places tha-
t I’d been to
before. I felt Austin’s
entire energy
change when
we entered the state,
but I couldn’t
figure out why.
The cars flew by us.
Justin turned
to me. Hey, I
want to show you
something
really cool. I
think that you’ll
like it a lot,
Jack.
I wondered what he
meant by that
as he pulled
off the highway and
onto a bumpy,
old gravel road.
Looking out around me,
I saw the fields
of wild grass
engulf us, where it
almost felt like
I was in a sea
of nothing but grass.
He told me to
shut my eyes.
After the bumping and
bouncing of
riding on the
gravel road, he told me
to open my
eyes when we
stopped. I saw a pretty
little lake in
front of the truck
along with what felt like
an endless
amount of trees
surrounding it. It looked
really nice for
a small lake.
Do you like it, Jack?
I come out
here a lot
when I'm getting a
lot of grief
either at
home or at my job.
It's a great
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Dwindling Light
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