My Father IV

I laid awake most of the night, partly wondering if I could just not go and partly getting ready to be there. We crossed into the United States before noon and I was ready to nap the day away. I can drive the whole way and never say a word, afraid that I'll cry and worried how I'll keep it together. I watched the road race by and listened to the kids laughing in the back while CJ sang to the radio; I laid my head on the seat and drifted in and out of my childhood...