“I remember the day you bought that truck,” Emily said quietly.

“You said you’d drive it till the wheels came off.”

“The wheels are still on it,” Richard said.

“Where do we go after this, Dad?” Emily asked.

“Anywhere you want,” Richard said.

“We’ve got a full tank of gas, and nobody’s waiting on us anywhere.”

Emily leaned her shoulder into Richard, resting her weight easily against him in the quiet morning light.

“I think I’d just like to stay right here on this porch for a while,” she said.