It was waiting out the storm and leaving in the wee hours. Billy Sue realizing she was about to take a road trip and hopping into the copilot seat. Long stretches of dark roads and grazing deer. A sunrise in Alabama. Cows and motorcycles, Billy Sue's favorites. It was a fancy little device Slater loaned me which took me to an unpaved road, up a rutted drive and into a clearing. It was a sweet, welcoming smile and open arms. Long naps and hot cups of coffee. Stories, laughter. Scouting out new territory, music and food. It was cool nights and warm afternoons. Movies.
It was nice.