I first noticed the swell of the breathtaking Mountain ranges and dusty rim rocks that belted Billings, Montana—giving the effect of living inside a crater. The long stretches of roads coming over here had a hypnotic ability to lull one to sleep, but thanks to 100 cups of coffee between Cherry and I, we could make it.
I was in the passenger seat, staring at the big blue sky. I don't think I've ever seen a sky so vast. I felt like I could almost touch it. The city buzzed alive with old buildings with solid bones. Its Neo-Renaissance-type buildings in this metropolitan area gave a very small-town vibe.
"So, what's the plan? Are we staying in a motel for the day?" Cherry tightly gripped the wheel, and I could see the whites of her knuckles, "Cherry??" She flinched at her name. "Sorry, you
