And I can travel whenever I want.
I'm sitting in the back seat of a station wagon.
I'm 10.
[And my mom is still alive. And so is my dad, though he's not in the car. He's back at the house, mowing the lawn or maybe playing golf.]
It's Saturday, and we're heading for Town East Mall in Mesquite, Texas. There is still empty space, open fields between Rowlett, Texas and Mesquite, Texas. There are still horses. There are still cows.
We'll spend the whole day there.
And I can go back whenever I want.
All I have to do is listen.