I wondered who I was exactly. I needed to know. We hit the asphalt road and floored it, but we can't catch the Corvette. The smoke from its exhaust settled around us like fog in the valley. Still, twenty years later, I can see the two of us clearly, chosen by the same moment.
Memory cuts back and forth between our faces.
I with my short hair stand in the back of a pickup truck watching after him, chasing after him, following, facing the same wind. Jay Allison produces documentaries for National Public Radio and ABC News Nightline .