staring out the window of vi's truck, you finally felt free. getting away from your suffocating family had been the main goal of all of your endeavors for the past few years, and at only 17, you finally found someone to take you.

you and vi had known each other quite a while, she was a regular at your father's saloon, and she had always taken a liking to you.

now, curled up in her passenger seat in your babydoll dress and her huge jean jacket, your little boots on the seat, you felt more protected than you ever had. the radio was blaring eagles, tia blake, and john denver as you drove further from town. the sun set and it cast a glow onto your freckled face through the window of the truck.

"ya alright, missy?" vi glances over at you, seeing how your legs are hugged to your chest. she blew her cigarette smoke out of the window and tipped her hat.