Drive

It was a long drive and this particular stretch of road was dark (no streetlights) and desolate; there was no glow from friendly windows and an almost unsettling number of tiny motels and nearby strip malls were abandoned and boarded up. "Are you sure we're going the right way?" "Silly." "I mean ... " "Hey, do you think about death more during the wintertime than the summertime?" "Do I what?" *giggle* "WHAT?!?" It was a long drive and the driver seemed relaxed, as if they knew this place like the back of their hand.