Fast and to the Point: Love
A small squeal gave out as I turned in my seat. Humidity brought about a thin layer of moisture that would just not let go. My car was out to get me. I strained to survive driving my car every day. The summer was not kind in these evergreen mountains. But then again it never was, there was so much that I hated about summers. My car just added to the pain of it.
People would comment on the beauty and the joy of spending nice camping trips in the surrounding area. I had never been camping before meeting her. I doubt that I would ever go again but we never know. ‘Click’ the sound bored a hole into my skull every time I heard it. ‘Click’ a reminder that I had spent money on something that was more of a pleasure than anything of worth. ‘Click’
‘Dam windows work’ my yelling did little to move the windows.
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