ENCOUNTER(S)

"You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

We buckled our seat belts apprehensive about the journey ahead but eager to get away and put as much distance behind us as possible knowing full well it was temporary. An inaudible sigh of relief filled the air as we merged onto the highway.

We got to leave. A feat that felt impossible.

I stared out the window taking in the mountains, so large in stature I think to myself 'none of this matters, I am insignificant in comparison to my surroundings. These mountains stand tall, they demand to be seen, they require caution from those who dare to approach. They give a great reward to those who respect their being and tragedy to those who come with oblivious conduct. How does one silently stipulate those same principles?’ I ponder this as we approach our first stop. I feel the shift.

“Not to be dramatic but I don't feel good about this."

“There's a reason for that. I hate this place."

My stomach turns. The gate slides open. I catch a glimpse of his face and his hardened expression turns stone cold.

“I don't know how much longer I can do this."

A wave of defeat. I knew it was coming but we didn't have time for this conversation, at least not now.

"I know but this is the easy one, right?"

I search for reassurance, I needed reassurance. This was not his first time but it was mine and I had no idea what we were in for.

“Right."

“Okay?"

"…okay."

We unbuckle our seatbelts and I take one last look at the mountains. None of this matters. I am insignificant. I look over and we make eye contact one last time. We open the doors and our feet hit the pavement.

"Now. Run."

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