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deplusenplusThe day after we buried my mother, I left.
I didn’t even know I was leaving. I just got in my car for a drive and someplace in Nevada I realized I wasn’t going back.
I guess it’d been about 6 months since leaving when I was in a car wreck. The man driving the truck was drunk, he came through the intersection without even so much as making the tires skid. Stopped my heart.
Death calls my dad. He was there just to see me wake up. And then it was another 6 months before I saw him again.
I didn’t even know I was leaving. I just got in my car for a drive and someplace in Nevada I realized I wasn’t going back.
I guess it’d been about 6 months since leaving when I was in a car wreck. The man driving the truck was drunk, he came through the intersection without even so much as making the tires skid. Stopped my heart.
Death calls my dad. He was there just to see me wake up. And then it was another 6 months before I saw him again.
