MALHUER (chapter two part one)

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the pick-up truck pushed its way through vale at a slow pace,but filled with the restrained energy of its 2 passengers;there was a desire to simply shove the gas pedal through the floor,this was their escape, after all. but instead,,sopia kept a steady pace at just under the 25mph limit.they knew they could really get going once they got on the highway,although it felt like it was farther away than they wanted,the most it was was a ten or so minute drive but ideally,they would have loved it if they could have gone from drive way to freeway,and in this part of oregon, that wasnt uncommon at all,grady grew up on afarm that was only a quarter mile from the highway,also by a bridge and railroad tracks,when puberty hit grady like a torpedeo,he decided to go off on the first of mny unsuccessfull escape attempts fromredneck hell.sophias eyes were fixed on the landscape that she was,hopefully,abandoning forever.she wondered if she would miss it,it was kind of beautifull in its stark barren wasteland kind of way,by looking at the horizon dotted with sagebrush and livestock and wire fences,,between those details,the fine line nothingness of the desert seemed to suggest that by looking just past it you could see into infinity,with god hiding in there somewhere sophia thought there had to be a cloud thrown in there on occasion other wise there would be the risk of a town full of enlightend rednecks kinda sounds like violent pacifsts. then there was of course, the mornings, with the fog covering the hillsides once you stepped out of town, and its funny to drive somwhere, outta town, and the fog,swirrling and churning,and siometimes,you could see the outlines of cows going about their buisness, it was like looking at a loose drawing of such animals,who would have thought that in such a simple area,you could allow your mind to run with such abstract subjects?

with the earth itself looking like a caved in skull in this part of oregon,it was easy to understand how grady and sophia wanted to leave before their lives were lft to mingle with the dust occasionally only stirred up by the wind.and their was a reason to think the area looked like a caved in skull,despite the fact that sophia did think it was beautifull in a way, the cracks in the ground and the complete and utter lack of any sort of visibel life for miles made it seem as though this were a close up on the face of death itself. we are finally gone,sophia said to herself,in what was probably the hundredth time in the couple days when they started packing, and making the calls and preparing to purchase the trailer.sophia heard that jobs were easy to get in twin,in a way she hoped she wouldny get strattled with another service industry jobalthough she could deal with it if she did,she was certain it would be different here anywy,that there would be some sort of sophistication in a town of ten thousand,it may sound like a stretch o say that that sounds likean area n which size justifies a sense of sophistication,but try living in a town of 1700 first. we need music,sophia said. we got music,grady said, as he opened up the plastic bag with cassettes,many of which without cases.the rod stewart cd in which they began their trek had long run out,"time for cyndi lauper" sophia said. "aw,christ," grady said, "what?" "i thought i was going to enjoy this trip" "you gotta problem with this" "yeah, kinda" "well, just what the hell is it?" "i just dont dig that 80s shit" "its not shit! it some of the best music ever made,fuck face," "right,girls just wanna have fun,never with me they dont.bitches." " need i remind you whos driving here?" "no,i am perfectly aware of whose driving.need i remind you whose paying for this whole goddamn thing?i dint invite you along just so i could gag on gay-ass dinosaur music" watch your mouth with the term gay-ass, fucklicker" "why?your a lesbian,i think of lesbians a much cooler than gay.when i say gay ass in this instance,i mean it in a way that some of what she writes sound sugery in way thats meant to be sentimental, i mean if i am beaten to death by a bunch of gay clown with whoopie cushions filled with straps-ons,play time afte time at my funeral. oh, and speaking of lesbians..if you bring a chick home, can i watch?" sophia rolled her eyes .but smiled and lauged under her breath. "you still have that winning personality,grady,"she said. "i know,"grady replied. how odd, sophia thought, that could try so hard to be an asshole,and yet somehow, make it seem charming. "ok, play cyndee lauper"gray said. "but were playing judas priest afterwards". "not a problem,sophia said.