Tuesday, June 14, 2011
a road not taken
"Well, its really not even mine." She told him after she drove him home. "I just borrowed it."
"You don't seem like the borrowing type." He told her. And she didn't.
"I know, but my Dad would never let me have my own vehicle. I'm-I'm going to buy this, though. One way or another." She promised.
Sam wasn't sure if he even wanted to know how she was going to do this. Her parents seemed pretty rigid. He had a feeling she didn't even tell them that she'd asked him out.
"Where are you really suppose to be, tonight?" Sam wanted to know.
"Babysitting." Rachel sighed. She then told him how many times she'd been engaged. "Maybe I don't want to get married."
"I know they want me to leave home. But I could only marry, to do that." She confessed.
"No. No, really I'm not..asking or wanting you-" She gave him a strange look. "I just need the guts to, leave. And I want to. One day."
"It might be next week." He smiled then.
Rachel sighed. She let a smile slip too. Yeah, it was kind of nice, being her friend.