Wednesday, February 19, 2014

DAY 49: A Moment in Skull Valley

They were stalled on the side of the road, 50-odd miles shy of Surprise, Arizona.  In the time it would take for a tow truck to bring some fuel, the sun would be overhead to juice them up.  So they waited for the end of the darkest part of the night.
Jesse flexed his grip on the steering wheel as he watched the horizon, intermittently re-forgetting that the morning light was not going to let him charge out of the gate.  But they'd get navigation back before they were on the road again; he'd find a selection of breakfast eateries to offer her, then wake her with some music from the playlist she set up for the trip, get her far enough down the road that he could apologize... But all he could do now is wait for sunrise, and let her sleep.
Gloria let him think she was asleep, while her phone, still tethered to the car charger, shifted silently in her hand.  The phone had lasted twenty minutes longer than the car - enough time to call a tow truck and decide to wait it out.  That phone was heavy with sweat, long past ready to drop, but she wouldn't make a move; she was waiting for a snore.  And so they waited for the dawn, as the silence roared.


inspired by Discover Magazine article, "On a Wing and a Photon: Solar Impulse Flies Across America"

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