The School Girl and I headed down to W’boro to visit with the in-laws. I like heading down there from time to time since it is in the middle of nowhere and tends to be relaxing and quiet. We usually will have some very stimulating conversations, watch great old movies and I can sit outside on the porch and drink a beer, smoke a cigarette and read. Very nice stuff.
Well my mother-in-law, Oma, works on Saturday evenings over here. The wife decided to go visit her there since she would be getting off only an hour or two later and we could get a bit of conversation started before the night melted completely away. After a couple of hours it was about time for her to get off work but she needed to check on a couple of things first. I decided to head back to the homestead alone.
The drive is approximately four miles away but I have issues with remembering specifics in W-County for some odd reason. I went ahead and jumped in my car with the windows rolled down. It was a beautiful night last night and I enjoyed the cool breeze in my face. I thought I would go ahead and turn the radio on lightly as I cruised the last couple of miles. Rock legend Tom Petty was on the station. I really dig his music, especially the older stuff.
When Petty started to sing my mind began to drift. It was dark outside and I was driving alone. It gets pretty eerie in these little podunk towns in the summer after dark. I started to think back to that scene at the beginning of “Silence Of The Lambs” where the girl who get abducted is cruising alone down the street blasting “American Girl” by the aforementioned Mr. Petty. That kinda creeped me out…I turned off the radio. Quickly.
I panicked for a second when I lost my way, too. I only had to drive four stupid miles. I need to stop watching horror flics and/or reading scary novels.
















I LOVE reading about your and the School Girl’s trips to W’Boro.:)