Today my granddaughter and her mother are getting in their car and taking a little road trip. A 3000 mile road trip. I worry. But I'm a mother, that's my job. Although I am glad to get to see my granddaughter, they'll visit a lot of family and friends and I won't get to see her for that long. It's not like me going there and having her all to myself. (Ok, I'm selfish, I admit it.)
But in a wild dream I think of packing a bag and running away back to Washington with them. And never looking back, leaving Georgia in a trail of dust.
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