U Home 7: I Drive

The rain drummed a frantic rhythm against the roof of the Cadillac, beating out the seconds like a ticking clock.

He isn't driving them home. He is the one who is lost. The car is stationary. The night is a loop. And he has been sitting in the driver's seat for seven years, unable to forgive himself for a single mistake he made on a rainy night just like this one. i drive u home 7

"Where to?" I asked the silence.