Escapade

“I want to forget the world,” she said.

She took in a deep breath. “I want to forget the now, the stress, the everything. I want to stop time. I want to get away for a while,” she admitted, leaning on the driver’s side door.

“So where do you want to go?” he asked her, tentatively, resting his hand over hers and looking at her face. She stared at the ground by her feet.

“Anywhere,” she responded, “Anywhere but here.”

The two of them stood in silence, the headlights of her car piercing through the faintly foggy night. The engine purred quietly and the half moon in the sky cast streaky shadows over both their faces.

After a long moment, she met his eyes, “Anywhere with you.”

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