screams in the night.
It was a long drive. No, rather it seemed like a long drive. The silence was unbearable, as it usually is when we find ourselves in that piercing, bitter silence. Neither of us willing to admit that we did something wrong. Too proud to just laugh it off. Of course it was something stupid, of course it was something small, of course it hurt.
We finally were able to park the car. Actually once in the parking lot parking was well regulated. We sat in the car for a couple of minutes. I've never tried so hard not to look at someone. I knew I had overreacted.
We started walking. I don't know why we chose to walk in that direction, I suppose it seemed logical but I felt like we were following the sounds, being swept up in the wave of people that surrounded us. With each row of cars, different sounds. With each passing group, different people. It was surprising to see all these differents making sames.
Walking up it seemed so small, so far away. It was just the opposite.