I didn’t need to see the speedometer to know Roland drove well over the speed limit. A part of me didn’t mind. First, I wouldn’t get the ticket if a cop pulled us over. Secondly, the sooner I talked to Gloria, the sooner I could return to Bind Me Again. And overthink how I was going to explain the misunderstanding to Leo.
Roland headed east, away from the heart of Sevier Oak. Forest surrounded us, a perfect place for folks who enjoyed country living. The road merged into one lane with an occasional entrance for homes. For miles, the road winded around the mountain bases. Tree branches often intertwined over the road, creating a natural canopy. The tips of the smaller trees were changing colors. In the coming weeks, blooming colors of orange, yellow, reds, and browns would overtake all. Th
