On The Road With An Old Friend (Part 1)

I just finished yet another boring day of work, but unlike the rest of the week between college and working at target. Sally, an old friend from back in middle school when I moved into this town, called me up asking if she wanted to drive down to florida with her since her best friend and roommate, Jennifer or Ginger as we all call her because of her hair, and she needed someone to split the room with. I was able to get the 2 weeks off and told her that i would love to. Once I got in the house, I packed up the last of the clothes that I would need for the trip, and grabbed the fedoras that would match some of the outfits I was bringing with me. Packing my duffel bag with the last bits of clothing, I carried my bags out to the car. Placing my fedoras in the back window and my duffel in trunk.

I turned on my gps and headed off to Sally’s house about a half hour drive from mine. When I pulled up in front of her house, I had just enough time to turn my car off and look up to see her trip, and accidentally toss one of her bags into the air, towards the car. I quickly got out to help her, saying, “you still haven’t changed a bit have you Sally.” laughing a little she got up and started grabbing her bag. She was had a nice black blouse and skirt on, pretty much the same style she wore all throughout high school. “Oh come on, I’m not that bad.” As soon as she said that, the bag that had fallen, fell open. Spilling out the clothes onto a pile on the dewy morning grass. I laughed leaning down and said, “Yep, same old Sally.” She groaned as I started picking up her clothes. I grabbed a shirt and said, I didn’t know you liked wearing silk shirts.”

“Silk shir…what are you talking about? Oh god, STOP! THOSE AREN’T SHIRTS!” She lunged at the pile grabbing them and quickly throwing them into the bag, snatching the silk thong from my hand before stuffing it in with the rest. Both of us red, I stood and said,” Yep, same old Sally.”

She just looked at me like she wanted to say something, but just laughed it off. “What?”I asked knowing it would bug both of us until she said what she was keeping inside. “Its nothing, but…I was wondering if we could stop by my parents place in Delaware on the way there?” We started picking up her bags and lugged them into my car, packing them neatly in the trunk.

“Sure, where did they move to exactly, I haven’t seen them in ages.” I slid into the driver’s seat and she slid in next to me. In Bear, not that far off of route 95 on our way to Tampa.” I started taping in their address as I asked, “Think they would mind if we stayed the night there since we got off on such a late start.
“Are you kidding?