trembling car. sparked ignition; praises. smoke danced down the street toward home. all i need are three good days away, then i'll never come back.

the small village speckled in the rearview, with one last hill, it'll disappear. music, applause, that'll clear my head thoughts. good thoughts.

whispering static. no fm. great. what's on the am?

--zzZZT--
-- ave a good night, excite---
ain't nothin but a hou--
---ust in jesus to forgive you from y---

finally, a weather station. "goodbye hurricane! come bustin' doors, never believed it'd be over this fast. torn down three buildings since yesterday. first downed he---"

buzzing. lights from the passenger seat. a picture.

i wonder who it is... i'll check. no, i can't. i never liked it there.