He was justhappy to be part of it, whatever it was, but he had already been to thedrive-in movies and he liked it. He usually fell asleep in the backs...at, but he kind of liked that too.As they all bundled into the Packard, Mom and Dad lit up theircigarettes and turned on the radio. Dean Martin sang "Volare", then"Twilight Time" by the Platters came on. Not that those names meantanything to him (and wouldn't, not for another 15 years). He liked themusic, but not the cigarette smoke. He laid. Knowing he was going to die if we didn’t help him soon didn’t sit well with me. But there was nothing I could do with the blizzard as bad as it was. I nudged Sam. He jerked in his sleep and opened his eyes. ‘Is there any other way out of here?’ I demanded. He glared at me. ‘How the fuck should I know? I’ve never been here. Did I not tell you this before we even got here? My dad never let me come here it was always Shane he took with him.’ Sam snapped. ‘He always liked Shane more than me. But. " she says as she pushes my hand away. I sit her up and grab a bottle of water and a Band-Aid I found in the glove box."Sit still baby." I say as I gently drip water into the wound, making her wince. I then rub the dirt out carefully, then seal it with a Band-Aid. "There you go. All better now." I see her smile as I know she's thinking 'A Band-Aid wont help with everything.' but she keeps quiet and just smiles. My heart sews itself back together as I see her smile."So, daddy got you something.". I guess I could have done the bunk by myself, but I really wanted to see you, to talk to you about it before I left. I couldn't just vanish. I feel better already." How are you going to leave? Won't there be problems?" Yes, of course there will be. There's no one to take my place — I can't believe that! And I can't do it gracefully. That is, I can't say I've got a better job — it's my own business, and it's prosperous. I decided I need to just disappear. I can't think of another way." When are.