A distant night bird mocks the sun
Chapter 23 and disappear in fire light
Driving down the highway, Mike looked over at his three friends who for once were actually behaving like normal people, which was unusually strange for any of them especially Micky who sometimes couldn't sit still for no longer than five minutes.
"Alright, why are y'all being so dang quiet?"asked Mike
"No reason."Peter said with a shrug
"what does our being quiet bother, you or something?"asked Davy
"It's kinda creeping me out."said Mike
"Paranoid much Mike?"asked Micky
Sighing in frustration, Mike clutched onto the steering wheel and continued on his way down the down at a gas station about a half way down the road, Mike was left to fill up the car while the other three wandered off to who knows where.
Having a pretty good guess that they were most likely up to no good, Mike sighed the second he heard the sound of screaming. Rolling his eyes, Mike headed to where the screams were coming from and found Micky cowering in a corner of the convenience store while Peter and Davy were ducking behind the newspaper stand.
It wasn't until Mike saw the owner of the convenience store screaming about long haired weirdos and throwing whatever she had stored behind the counter, that Mike waved for his cowering band mates to come outside so that they can make it to texas in one piece.
As soon as they were outside and back in the monkee mobile, Mike looked at his friends and wasn't sure if he really wanted to know what even happened in the convenience store.
"Should I even ask what happened in that store back there?"asked Mike
"You don't even want to know."Micky sighed as he looked back at Peter and Davy
"You're right Mick, maybe I don't want to."said Mike as he started the car
"Hey mike, how l long before we get to your Aunt's house?"asked Davy
"Depending on traffic, I'd say at least three hours."said Mike
"What can we do for three hours?"asked Micky
"We could always have a little traveling music."Peter said as he grabbed his banjo
"You just think of everything don't ya Pete?"said Micky as he shook his head
Now that they had some traveling music Thanks to Peter who played their own songs on his banjo, the ride to Mike's Aunt's house would prove to be a much more interesting adventure.
Although it's been a long time since Mike had been anywhere near his Aunt's house, he could only hope that he would be welcomed home with opened arms.