Chapter 21 A Night Of The Past: Part 2

With the music playing softly from the sound system, Marcel drove us into the city where he warned me to stay in the truck while he ran into a store and came back with a bag of food and drinks that he placed in the backseat. For another quarter of an hour, he drove us down a country road, up a hill where he backed the truck into the familiar unmarked spot with a beautiful view of the city lights. Now, as he shifts the gear to ’Park’, I turn to look at him, my eyebrows furrowed, confused as I ask, “What are we doing here, Marcel?”