April 1948: Michigan

[keptherwaiting]

It's the spring of 1948, a couple of months after their fateful meeting in Philadelphia, and they're passing through small town after small town in eastern Michigan on their way west, taking every back country and dirt road they could travel on.

Jasper's at the wheel of their Lincoln-Continental, the night crisp and clear enough for the top to be

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[betagainstme]

Alice looks up at him as she settles against his arm. She smiles at his smile, relishing it, before glancing at the dashboard. "There's gotta be a place near by. I can always look for one."

[keptherwaiting]

Jasper wouldn't ask her to look, happy to travel along without any real direction, but he frowns off into the distance where farm after farm overlaps and the bare, dirt road continues to stretch for miles.

"...If we continue on down this road will we find one?"

[betagainstme]

Alice shuts her eyes and presses for a vision and can see a town miles away. She sighs as she comes out of it, looking out over the farmland. "Not for a while."

[keptherwaiting]

"I don't know where or when the next road comes in."

And what are the chances of the car surviving a trip across fields? Alice would probably pitch a fit if the yellow paint got scratched. He weighs the options and shrugs easily at the decision he reaches.

"We'll go as far as we can on here and then I'll walk the rest of the way, if I have to." His fingers curl into her hair, twisting around the short strands, as he teases her, "Though, you'd have to promise to stay out of any danger while I'd be gone. Think you can do that?"