the car shines under early-morning sunlight, aimed towards the next coast. map's at the ready and a bag of snacks wait in the passenger seat. start up the engine, drive into the sunset and write a travel log.
Silence settles over the small car as she cuts the engine, more than complying with the bright red sign staring down at her. She’s been driving for what feels like several hours, though her watch indicates it has only been a half hour at most, occasionally veering close to breaking road rules. It isn’t the… Continue reading Just Thursday Blog Hop: Stop