We were driving at night. The Trans-Canada Highway was lit up for miles in the snow. I lit a smoke, and you rolled down the window, you said it gave you a headache (that was a line that you often used, but it always worked on me). I pulled to the side of the winding road so we could get some sleep, and I watched you snore while the snow started falling. Your phone started ringing - your husband was calling - but I let you sleep because you looked like you were dreaming. And that suited me, man. And then we got on the road back to Medicine Hat, back to the house where you grew up, and we parked in the driveway, cranked the heater, and turned the stereo up.
You said "I think I'm getting old", I said "I think you look better than ever, so lets keep driving. Any direction! And I won't spare you no affection in our beautiful new life. It won't be easy, leaving everything behind, but lets leave everything behind..."
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