They were on the road before the sun rose, the backseat stuffed with duffel bags and pillows and blankets and a cardboard box filled with peanut butter and ham and cheese sandwiches and cookies and beef jerky. The tent and case of beer and bottle of whiskey and a cooler of frozen hamburger patties were in the trunk.
They had five days to get wherever they were going.
They spun through the radio stations. When the reception dropped out, they waited for their turn to tell stories. They were still on the road when the sun dipped under the horizon.