The sun rose over the disappearing mountains in the rearview mirror. As she gazed into the painted sky Ally wished it was as easy as that. If only I could just paint myself into something picturesque. Despite a longing to change her surroundings on a dime, Ally knew her life wasn't half bad. Heck, not many people are so fortunate as to not have to worry about how they're going to pay for college. And what about those who earnestly desire to just leave their home, if only for a day, to escape the pain and enter into a new reality? Yeah, she knew that, all things considered, her life was pretty great. Still, she couldn't seem to shake the feeling that what she was leaving was her destiny only to slowly slip a few steps closer to her death.
Hours passed in an instant as Ally chose to sleep her prodding inhibitions away. When she awoke the mountains were gone and in their place lay a boring landscape of dust and tumbleweeds. Sleeping seemed to have had an opposite effect; now she felt worse. I miss the mountains and the wondrous feeling they give me just by towering over me in the distance. Her new life would hold mountains of a different flavor, the emotional barriers that would have to be climbed to just survive.
A crow cawed just outside her window. Ally's heart skipped a beat as she trembled inside.
"Oh, you're awake," her mom said from the driver's seat. "Good. We're about to stop. Trevor has to use the bathroom and your father and I need to stretch our legs."
"Where are we?" Ally's voice cracked as it was still waking up.
"Well, we drove through Amarillo while you were asleep and that was probably about thirty minutes ago. So," Ally's mom paused, thinking to herself, "that would put us about 30 miles west of Amarillo."
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