Chapter two
They were both really tired. Dean had even relinquished the wheel to get some rest. Sam knew they needed to cover some distance, so, he was determined to drive as long as he could before finding a place to stay.
Whatever music he found, on the radio, was mind numbing. He decided to try some talk, maybe, even the news. There must be someone out there with an opinion to stimulate his brain and keep him awake.
He turned the dial and stopped when a woman's voice caught his ear.
"…a small town, near a boys' home…"
That peaked his interest. They just had a job in a place like that.
"..he came back to town for work. It was almost twenty years.."
Sam thought, "It couldn't be". He reached over to wake his brother, then brought his arm back. He wanted to listen to this alone. When it was over, Sam repeated the announcer's "Wow".
He had never known about the dance.
He had just, recently, found out about the girl.
He realized, now, how close his brother had come to living a real life. How hard it must have been to walk away.
He also knew, as always, that Dean had done it for him.