ROAD TRIP

Story:

They knew where they were going, but neither seemed to mind the

impromptu detour along the way. Undulating fields of sage and lavender

tumbled out into the distance before them, the car drifting over the

landscape like a ship on the open sea. Uninterrupted sky stretched in

every direction.

Leaning back in her seat, she sank her teeth into a ripe peach and

remembered the afternoons she used to spend in the backyard as a

child, lying on the grass, watching the clouds carousel across the sky.

She rarely took the time to look up now, but when she did, she

recognised that familiar sense of calm: an old friend that came to visit in

the moments when she let herself pause for simple pleasures.

It was good to be away from the city—finally—in a place where the air

was crisp, where there were no schedules or obligations. It was easy to

be present there, to breathe in the moment and let the feeling of being

free release the tension of a long winter.

From the driver’s seat, he noticed her lean back - with a long, contented

sigh. He shifted his attention, just for a moment, away from the vast

stretch of highway ahead of them and toward his passenger. Her nose

and cheeks had picked up a bit of colour since they had left home. The

wind had tousled her hair. He told her she looked pretty, and she

laughed a little, embarrassed, but hardly protesting.

She twisted the knob of the radio until the static dissipated and they

heard a song they had both loved as children—one neither had heard in

years, yet still remembered. Turn up the volume, he said, eyes fixated

on the long road ahead. She rolled down the windows, and the music

spilled out into the early-evening air.

Her hand reached over, brushing his knee. He took it, letting her fingers

intertwine with his for just a moment before returning to the steering

wheel. She sang along to the music softly, under her breath, charmingly

off-key, pulling her bare feet up to the glove compartment and tapping

along to the beat. He smiled to himself, and she pretended not to notice.

She pulled her sunglasses down and sunk deeper into the seat. The sun

on the horizon bathed the hills in gold. Maybe they would return to the

map, steer themselves back to their itinerary. Maybe.

Pyramid:

Sizes: 100ml
Type:EDP