May 04, 2009 17:20
On Alice's seventh birthday, she had tumbled through a rabbit-hole into a strange world of riddles and cards and backwards logic.
On Alice's sixteenth birthday, she had awoken from a catatonic state, having slain the Red Queen and regained her sanity.
And now, on Alice's seventeenth birthday, she was introduced to Dean's very impressive Impala, and taking a road trip. Adventuring was a very delightful way to spend one's birthday, Alice decided, and pleasant for all of one's un-birthdays as well.
"Where is it that we're going?" she asked. "Or is that a surprise?"
not my unbirthday to-day,
dean