Finishing Touch

“Hey babe” she called. “Keep the windows down while you go on to the highway. Then you can sing as loud as you want.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and waved goodbye. I tugged my bag to my shoulder, smiled and turned to get into the car. Leaving her was always hard, but her jokes and jabs always made me happy. I looked at her from the driver’s seat of the car and shouted back. “You only wish you could hear my sweet melodies. I only sing for my most special guests!” She smiled and waved. I couldn’t hear her response but she was laughing as I pulled away. Her smile was the finishing touch on a perfect trip. If only I didn’t have to go.

If you are interested in learning more about the inspiration and background of my work, check out my kofi page. Photo by William Christen on Unsplash

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