I learned something out there, I think. Not about maps, or gas, or getting lost. I learned that my father, the great and terrible planner, was just as scared of the unknown as I was. The only difference is, he hid it behind laminated paper.
Finally, the road dead-ended at a view that wasn’t on any map. blog amateur
He smiled. I’d never seen him smile without a reason before. It changed his whole face. I learned something out there, I think