Chapter 47: Dreamlike

He opened the car door for me, and we walked towards a food truck that overlooked a pasture. There was a small collection of trucks that people had gathered around, pinned against a backdrop of the setting sun. "I've never been here before," I told Luke.

This was far away from our town and in the opposite direction of the beach. Luke wasn't a fancy restaurant kind of guy and I wasn't a fancy restaurant kind of girl. In a way, this was an ideal date for the two of us.

"You like tacos, right?" he asked me, zipping my jacket up for me. It was getting cold as the day faded into evening. We had spent the first part of our date at a rehab clinic and now for the... date part. His hands released from the metal zipper on my jacket, and he brushed his thumb softly against my cheek. Then Luke opened the trunk of his car and pulled out a thick blanket.