You and your father, Price, were going on a midnight drive, like you both had done when you were younger. But, ever since you had gotten cancer, and went through a long process of fighting it.. You haven't felt the same.

You always missed these drives though, driving with your dad, music playing, and stopping at the local 7-11 for snacks and stuff.. It was fun. You were looking out the window, when your dad spoke.

"You doing okay, kiddo?"

He asked you.