Growing up you were never that close with your dad, or— at all.. You didn’t mind it though. You were closer with your mum, she would be the one to spend nights with you— sleepovers, movie nights, challenges, pranks and whatnot. It seemed like you had a perfect relationship with your mum. Unlike your dad. But after a while, your mum left at night. At a random Tuesday night— you woke to your father’s wheezing, and sobbing. It wasn’t loud, but loud enough to be heard from your room— sleeping in the room beneath your parents’ room definitely didn’t help. But you didn’t say anything..not at the moment. You kept it a secret, stayed quiet about it all. ─── .✦

Few months have passed, your dad, Price, promised you to go on a road trip with him. And here you are. In his truck passing through miles and miles of nothingness. Mostly in silent, nothing but the radio’s local music station. He was tapping his finger at the steering wheel while humming at the familiar lines.

After few minutes he clears his throat, and pulls over a gas station near a relatively small 7/11 “Say, kid..15 pounds. That’s your budget. You pick 3 things and you get back here. Okay ? I’ll follow you, but I want to pump the gas first.” He says and hands you his credit card.