“Maybe you’ll tell me about it sometime?” “I’m getting some bad vibes from you, Daddy.” There were just too many bad memories associated with Victory.
Then he felt a very mild thrill at once more seeing his hometown. He wondered if the store was still in operation. Back a few miles, there used to be a big billboard advertising Farmington’s Department Store. “Compared to New York, baby, it is.”īut compared to New York City, he thought, what isn’t? “Looks kinda hicky.” Kelly broke into his thoughts. He slipped his car into gear and checked the mirror before pulling out on the county road. He expected some nearly overwhelming sensation to envelop him. He pulled over onto the gravel shoulder and stopped, looking down on the town where he’d been born and reared. That was it.Ī few miles further and he topped the hill, and there was Victory. Probably some kids hiding in the ditch running one of those little remote control toys. Jay wanted this visit over and done with as soon as possible. She would have wanted to go back, and that would have delayed things. Jay did not say anything to Kelly about it. “You don’t have to agree with everything I say, you know.”īut when he cut his eyes to the rearview mirror and glanced back, that – little thing was standing on the edge of the highway, looking at the automobile fading from view. But I will say that you’re just like a woman!” She giggled and said, “Aren’t you going to say that I’m just like my mother?” Jay laughed at her and took his foot off the brake pedal. The child folded her arms across her chest. She avoided that and said instead, “Then why did you just say ’impossible’? What were you thinking?” “Funniest-looking little animal I ever saw,” Kelly said. a little tiny man running across the road.” “Impossible,” Jay said, blinking his eyes a couple of times. Jay slammed on the brakes luckily they were both wearing seat belts or Kelly might have been thrown against the dash. “What is that thing, Daddy?” Kelly asked. His eyes found something on the blacktop road up ahead.
Well, he thought, why not use it? I’m heading back into the ’60s. She was very intelligent.Īnd pretty damned hip for a nine-year-old.Īnd he smiled at his use of that ’60s expression. And knew he wasn’t just thinking that because she was his.
She was having a good time, traveling “way out in the boondocks,” as she had put it upon leaving New York City. She was wide awake now, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. As many times as he had driven this county road in his youth – hundreds, maybe thousands of times, riding and driving – how could he have taken the wrong road? It’s just been a long time since I was here, that’s all.”īut still he wasn’t sure he was on the right road. “Because for a moment, baby, I thought I was on the wrong road.”
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