We travel through forests more quickly, forty-four miles per hour to be exact, in Steven’s jeep on a neatly paved road that winds. Listening to a song by The Stray Birds called I Dream in Blue.

I like to ride along. Getting somewhere, and also watching at the windows like a film with only tree characters. The wind comes in and we blow it back out the open windows. Not the first little chipmunk runs across the road. I hope the road never ends.