Hate

| February 7, 2012

I make the turn down our road, fish-tailing my little Datsun with glee, slowing down quickly before my car is in view of my ever watchful father. When I hit the creosote bridge it sounds out a thump-thump-thump-thump-thump, in quick succession. My hand, and left foot work in unison, gearing down again into second for […]