The road stretched
ahead
while she looked out of the
window

“I can almost see where
we met”
-said, while looking out of the rear
window

“Just over the last hill, and around the corner”,
I said

“Brrr, it’s cold” she said
“you could warm me by putting your arm around me”
she said, smiling. Just like she said before.

“I would have to release the wheel, losing control. I couldn’t do that”, I said, while she nodded in agreement

“No. We wouldn’t want that, would we?” she said.

She craned her head, trying to discern something out of the front windshield.

“Can I see where we are going? It seems a bit unclear”.

“The future is always unclear”, I said. “But don’t worry, we’ll be traveling in the same direction for a while”

That thought seemed to calm her nerves, while the outside moved in accordance with the moment at hand.

“Is this just a dream?” she asked. A bit of hesitation in her voice.

“If it is something that pleases you, then it really doesn’t matter, does it?”

“No. No you are right. And it does please me”

And saying that, she reached over for a kiss….

 

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She awoke in her own bed, familiar, but not so expecting to see the outside rolling along, and me. And me.

“Nice dream”, she thought as she plunged into the covers once again.
“I’ll have to dream that one again soon…..”

 

 

 

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This short story is the work of Notthedane56. You can find a lot more of his poetry, fiction and humor on his main site Everything in and around Denmark and on his new blog My House at the Sea.  

 

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