She used to talk to me as I drove. Now after twenty years of marriage. Conversation seems to have dried up. Unless you call none stop nagging and moaning conversation. Just to be clear I don't.

This drive was lon,g and boring. So after the first hour, the woman sat next to me. My wife. Fell asleep. It was at times like this I missed the kids. Well, not completely but a bit of company would be nice.

Traffic so far had been kind to me. With the old ball and chain asleep I could have my music on. Instead of trying to find a cd I just start flicking through the ten disc changer that can as an extra when I bought the car four years ago. When I found the shadow's cd I stopped flicking and let it play.

On and on went the motorway. Miles and miles of dark road. Eating up the miles at a steady...