You Found Me

Six

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Mama take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door

      The song blasts on the speakers when he opens it.

       I suddenly turn my head at him in surprise.

      He grins at me then shrugs as if he knows the question in my head.  "I added it on my playlist," he says, then returns his eyes on the road.

      I couldn't help but slightly bob my head up and down while tapping my hands on my lap as the song continues.

     The vibe of the country music suites today's gloomy weather as we hit the road. The clouds are hanging heavy and low, and all we could hope right now is beat the impending downpour.

     After finding out the clue, we immediately start to search for the possible answer. We notice by now, that the sender only seems to focus on the places in or nearby Costello. Unlike our last clue, this one is undoubtedly broader. We don't have any specific lead to hold on to. Not even a single direction or a fixed place to go. It's just a mere title of a song.

      Knockin' on Heaven's Door by Bob Dylan.

     We know it's vague. But that didn't stop us.

     So we decided to get help from the internet. We tried different sides of this clue and did some trial and error, starting from the title itself and even on the history of the song up to the singer. We definitely had a hard time cracking the code. Until one thing clicked.

     We found out that there's a resort named Heaven's Door located on a nearby town.

     We don't know what are the chances for a place named like this to exist, but we count on our lucky stars, hoping that we might find the next clue there. 

"That long black cloud is comin'  down...
I just watch him as he sings along.
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door."

     I'm still impressed by his voice as much as the very first time I heard it. But I didn't give him any hint about my admiration. For sure he will just flatter himself and keep on teasing me about it.

     I had the opportunity to take a closer look at his features. His Adam's apple bobs up and down for every line that he sings. My eyes move down to his lips as his dimples protrude at the corners of it.

     He glances at me and I know too well that he just caught me checking him out.  But instead of a smart remark, he gives me a meaningful look like somehow he's urging me to sing with him.

"Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door..."

     He continues to sing while the closest thing I did from joining him is tapping my legs along with the tune.

     He's still giving me that look every now and then.  His eyes contain something in it that I couldn't name.

     Challenging? No. The intensity of his gaze is more of encouraging. As if he believes that I could do almost anything.  Maybe that's the reason why I also believe.