CHAPTER SIX – EPIOLOGE – THE FUTURE HASN'T BEEN WRITTEN YET, NO ONE'S HAS, THE FUTURE IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT SO MAKE IT A GOOD ONE, BOTH OF YOU
Interstate 80 still existed in its physical form even though no one travelled by "road" any more. However, there were still a few people who used unleaded gasoline and classic cars. I80 had always been the best way to see the country coast to coast and a road trip was decidedly what Marty and Laura needed. It would take them roughly three days to cross the country, but there was no real hurry, not anymore.
Laura Brown still didn't know Marty all that well, but something deep inside told her to trust him. Trust this married man she had only known a couple of days. This crazy man who had travelled the ends of time and space with her great grandfather, Doctor Emmett L Brown. If she was honest she fell in love with Marty McFly when she was a child, and first heard the stories from her Grandfather Verne. She knew her love was real the first time she saw that young man in the ridiculous cowboy outfit thirty years ago, putting his arm around the young blonde with the obnoxious pink leggings as they watched the time machine train disappear into the sky.
Marty McFly knew he was acting like a lunatic, a 47 year old lunatic. He knew his friends and family back in California wouldn't understand. How could he explain to his children that not only would he be divorcing Jennifer, but bringing home a new woman as well? Would they be happy for him? Surely they noticed the changes in the household? Maybe Jennifer already told them, Marlene had to have known.
The Delorean cruised along the pavement; they had just passed through Illinois, the radio played softly in the background, the back seat loaded with what few possessions Laura decided to take. Marty drove, hands gripping the wheel tightly as Laura gazed out the window. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Marty's stressed stature. She pressed her hand to his arm and motioned for him to pull over to the road's shoulder.
Laura took Marty's face in her hands and poured into his eyes. He murmured a few words but she placed her thumb over his lips. "I love you," she whispered to him before pulling his face to hers and kissing him warmly. It was then that Marty knew, everything was going to be alright.
