Summer Breeze on Summer Road Trip

High school, Stephanie's mom had a convertible. I remember the summer, Steph would get to borrow the car and we'd just drive. Out the the country, top down. The air was warm, radio loud. It felt like youth and summer and freedom. 

Mark Twain said youth is wasted on the young. Maybe he never had a convertible. 


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