My Life In The Bush Of Dorks : There was no hill.... Thursday, November 15, 2007 at 3:48pm

Well we meet at the Stop Light. Every thing done up in Reds, Greens and Yellows. It was dark out. We set off from there, hugging the side of the road. Dawson looked it me but I did not look back. Just keep walking. Every cell in his being was over it.
"Why do we have to go."
There was a stretch off the right that would be hell to get out. I wanted to push Dawson in it and keep on walking.
"We do what we have to, we go so we have to go."
"But why, why do we have to?"
I could see a light off in the distance. It gave me a place to focus.
"Why do we have to? Because."
Dawson looked like he was going to puke. He huddle himself up in his jacket. He waited to say:
"Why."
But he knew the answer.
"We just have to make it over the hill, then everything will be good."
There was no hill, nothing but a night road leading off into nothing.
"Were is the hill?"
"Just wait for it, wait for it…..