April 1, 2007
It was supposed to be the last day to rest before work, but our vacation wasn't over. I drove with him patiently while he turned the radio up and unwound my emotions like a roll of duct-tape, slowly. I feared the interstate but knew it was inevitable. Instead I took the scenic route in an attempt to build up some courage. Courage later transformed into anticipation as my wheels hit the bridge. I felt light-headed but he was in the car and there was no turning back. I felt crazy, but somehow he managed to lose his shades to a wave.