It’s the same old routine … every road trip.
But it never gets old.
“I don’t like any of these,” she says.
“Yes. You do,” I respond.
“Which one? I don’t recognize any. Are you sure?”
“Yes. I’m certain. Put on any of the World Party discs and you’ll see. You especially like the songs on 'Egyptology'.”
“I think you’re wrong,” she states emphatically.
In my mind I prepare to start counting as soon as the first tune begins to play. I have a personal goal to meet, you see, as I rarely get to count up to the number 15 before she let’s on she does know what's playing.
The CD is slipped into the player and I begin to count.
At the 11 second mark comes the revelation: “Okay. Maybe you're right. I know this one …” She can't but help break out into a grin.
I look over, smile back at her and tell her I love her.
We'll gladly repeat this routine again in a couple weeks on our next trip .....
................... Ruprecht ( STOP )