On the third day, it hit me what he was doing. He was taking his time. Allowing me to chat with townsfolk, window shop, smell the flowers, taste the foods and drink in the landscape. He was giving me his world.

“For the first time in twenty-two years after the jaw tilt, Feb didn’t take her …”

“She can't wear that dress! It's indecent. Her ass is hangin' out."..."Son, take…”

“That teeters over the edge of macho crazy, Knight," I informed him."Yeah," he w…”

“Fuck me, babe, seriously? You knocked yourself out to make me wild. Why, Lanie?…”