[Dawn]
With Aldo having stayed late into the night with Reggie to work on the van, we’re back on the road early the next morning. I can see how tired he is from the bags under his eyes, but he still insists on driving.
I turn the radio up because it’s a bouncy tune, hoping it’ll cheer him up as we get under way. He smiles, but still yawns.
“Why did you sleep on the floor?” I ask, patting his arm and yawning myself.
Aldo shrugs, not giving anything away with another small smile. I try to shrug it off, but a part of me wonders is it something I did? Is it something between us? Was this all another fling?
I know I’m being crazy. Or I hope…
We’re way out of South Carolina by the time Aldo fully wakes up. We’ve had two coffee breaks and a second breakfast. The food has helped me calm my p
