Max loaded up the car with supplies, and unclipped her laptop from the power point. She was going to be on the road for a long time, so she put on the answer phone and dumped any food that had the potential to go mouldy in the dumpster out back. She had packed several suitcases of clothes despite Logan's objections. But her blue Aztec was used to huge loads, Max usually did heavy shopping trips.
Logan put on some sunglasses, (which he convinced Max was just to prevent being identified) and put a couple of his possessions in the back. He didn't allow Max to look through them; she won't understand what they meant to him.
Max walked up into her room and locked all the windows. She ran her fingers along the walls, and smelt her room. Max was sentimental about such things, something that Logan didn't understand. She looked around for a last time, and then went downstairs to lock the front door. Logan sat in the driving seat of her car; Max did her best to ignore that. She sat down in the passenger seat and watched as her house got further and further away.
"Don't worry, you'll be back in no time" Logan said, in a light manner. Max was glad that he wasn't in a gloomy mood otherwise this road trip would be a long one...
Max hooked her laptop up to the car batteries, and used her inbuilt telephone connection to log onto the net. An online website gave a pretty good route, even though it went through three major cities and involved four days on the road. She received an e-mail from Herbal, informing her that she would lose her position in the paper if she didn't hand in an article in the next five hours. Well, Max thought, I have the time for it. She pulled up a word processing program, and started typing.
By the time night fell, Max was asleep at her computer. They'd been travelling for three hours, not long by Logan's standards but Max had been staring at a computer screen for a long time. Even her glasses had slipped off. Logan slowed down to a stop on the side of the road, and looked at her article. It was done, so he sent it to her boss and turned off the laptop. She looked so peaceful when she slept; Logan brushed a piece of hair off her forehead, and got out of the car. He filled up the dirty Aztec, and bought food for the road. Everything was so quiet as night...Logan could see in the distance two deer by the side of the road, which ran as soon as they heard a car drive down. There was lush green vegetation everywhere just teeming with wildlife. Fireflies swooped around the car, and a bat settled in a tree as he went past. This is what Logan noticed more now he was allowed to roam free, the variety of animals that inhabited this earth. He saw thousands of different creatures every week that Max helped put a name to, and he itched to discover more.
Logan rubbed his chin, and ran his fingers through his short hair. There was so much out there to be discovered, and he would do it with his family next to him.
The sun came up early the next morning, and Max woke up to it shining in her face and someone talking into her right ear. Her eyes focused and she saw Logan had the radio on.
"What time is it?"
Logan looked at the rather dishevelled woman and took the next right.
"It's eight thirty, I'm pulling into a motel for a couple of hours, I need to eat something besides Twinkies and M & M's. You can take a shower."
Max looked for her laptop and found it stowed in the compartment in front of her.
"Was the article in on time?"
Logan nodded.
"I think you sent it before you fell asleep, I just switched off the computer because it was draining the battery on stand by."
Max smiled inwardly. He wasn't a very good liar.
Logan walked along the breakfast buffet, piling his plate full of food for Max and himself. A couple of people stared at him strangely, and tried to get a good look at his face. Logan avoided their gazes and put his sunglasses. He waited for Max on a table near the corner, wishing she would hurry up.
Max basked in the hot water that ran from the shower above. It washed off all of the morning impurities, and ran shampoo through her hair. Max was reluctant to get out of the shower, but a knock came at the door.
"Room Service!"
Max sighed. She pulled on a sweater and some pants, and rubbed her hair dry. She looked through the eyepiece, but no one was there. She saw a trolley, so she undid the latch and stepped outside.
"Hello? You can go in now"
A noise came from behind her, and someone hit her hard on the back of the head. She blacked out, with the hazy image of a man in front of her.
Logan put on some sunglasses, (which he convinced Max was just to prevent being identified) and put a couple of his possessions in the back. He didn't allow Max to look through them; she won't understand what they meant to him.
Max walked up into her room and locked all the windows. She ran her fingers along the walls, and smelt her room. Max was sentimental about such things, something that Logan didn't understand. She looked around for a last time, and then went downstairs to lock the front door. Logan sat in the driving seat of her car; Max did her best to ignore that. She sat down in the passenger seat and watched as her house got further and further away.
"Don't worry, you'll be back in no time" Logan said, in a light manner. Max was glad that he wasn't in a gloomy mood otherwise this road trip would be a long one...
Max hooked her laptop up to the car batteries, and used her inbuilt telephone connection to log onto the net. An online website gave a pretty good route, even though it went through three major cities and involved four days on the road. She received an e-mail from Herbal, informing her that she would lose her position in the paper if she didn't hand in an article in the next five hours. Well, Max thought, I have the time for it. She pulled up a word processing program, and started typing.
By the time night fell, Max was asleep at her computer. They'd been travelling for three hours, not long by Logan's standards but Max had been staring at a computer screen for a long time. Even her glasses had slipped off. Logan slowed down to a stop on the side of the road, and looked at her article. It was done, so he sent it to her boss and turned off the laptop. She looked so peaceful when she slept; Logan brushed a piece of hair off her forehead, and got out of the car. He filled up the dirty Aztec, and bought food for the road. Everything was so quiet as night...Logan could see in the distance two deer by the side of the road, which ran as soon as they heard a car drive down. There was lush green vegetation everywhere just teeming with wildlife. Fireflies swooped around the car, and a bat settled in a tree as he went past. This is what Logan noticed more now he was allowed to roam free, the variety of animals that inhabited this earth. He saw thousands of different creatures every week that Max helped put a name to, and he itched to discover more.
Logan rubbed his chin, and ran his fingers through his short hair. There was so much out there to be discovered, and he would do it with his family next to him.
The sun came up early the next morning, and Max woke up to it shining in her face and someone talking into her right ear. Her eyes focused and she saw Logan had the radio on.
"What time is it?"
Logan looked at the rather dishevelled woman and took the next right.
"It's eight thirty, I'm pulling into a motel for a couple of hours, I need to eat something besides Twinkies and M & M's. You can take a shower."
Max looked for her laptop and found it stowed in the compartment in front of her.
"Was the article in on time?"
Logan nodded.
"I think you sent it before you fell asleep, I just switched off the computer because it was draining the battery on stand by."
Max smiled inwardly. He wasn't a very good liar.
Logan walked along the breakfast buffet, piling his plate full of food for Max and himself. A couple of people stared at him strangely, and tried to get a good look at his face. Logan avoided their gazes and put his sunglasses. He waited for Max on a table near the corner, wishing she would hurry up.
Max basked in the hot water that ran from the shower above. It washed off all of the morning impurities, and ran shampoo through her hair. Max was reluctant to get out of the shower, but a knock came at the door.
"Room Service!"
Max sighed. She pulled on a sweater and some pants, and rubbed her hair dry. She looked through the eyepiece, but no one was there. She saw a trolley, so she undid the latch and stepped outside.
"Hello? You can go in now"
A noise came from behind her, and someone hit her hard on the back of the head. She blacked out, with the hazy image of a man in front of her.