Tuesday, January 6, 2009

in those days

the golden days at the end of that summer were the last i would ever see. sun slanted through the car windows and turned everything the same liquid shade of yellow, and the only music we could hear came from the blades of grass rubbing together outside. the road stretched far out ahead of us, but we were only in one place at a time and could not know where it would take us. going, going, going forward and standing still all at once. we never knew why she died. how could we? it was never really for us to comprehend, if you ask me. i don't know that she understood it, either. it happened, that much we knew, and so to forget about it and to remember it we just kept driving.

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