I LOOK DOWN AT the hoodie she has on. It's white and it makes me remember when I was eleven years old. I gulp, quietly. Her blank expression is priceless, "Yeah."
"What's her name?"
"I actually have two Megdalyn and Daisy."
She fiddles with her bracelet as the rain pounds against the door, splashing the car windows. "Where are they now?" She locks her eyes on mine and stops fiddling with her bracelet.
"With their family down in California."
"You have a family down in California?!"
"No, they do. Their mom and sister live in Califonia, not the rest of us. We...had Maria but...she-she passed." I manage to say it. Hell and fire rain on me making me regret what I said.
She looks at me with a sympathized look on her face, "I'm sorry for your loss."
We reeved to a halt causing us to galt forward a little. As we waited for the other cars to pass in the intersection. The lights flipped to green and I drive to a meadow. The rain stopped a while ago as we hop out of the car. The sky darkened as the stars sprawled out. The sunsets among the trees in the background. "It looks like a painting," she says holding my hand.
I look up at the sky, "yeah, it does."