Chapter Thirty- Five: Evans meets his Father ( The road trip)

The smooth driveway sandwiched in between cucumber coloured lawns watching the fallen pink petals of the milkweed flowers raised up by the wind as the cab drove past. I had imagined the route to be much further as we had opted for a road trip. The car was quiet until a well known song popped up from the stereo. As the song got to the chorus we began to muffle the lyrics. We could still recall every word and every verse. Evans turned towards her, and joined in. I heard the thrill in his voice and in a sort of way I loved it. “You have a beautiful voice.” He said after the song had come to an end. I felt her cheeks rise. “Thank you. You aren’t bad yourself”. “Oh please.” He had an outstanding voice. I wanted to tell him how soothing his voice was and how she felt a gentle wind around her whenever he sang. But I didn’t. I had opened my mouth to talk but the words wouldn’t fall out. My phone beeped for a while and it went totally off. I searched through my purse for my charger.