The Daily Post

Two guys in a car. One, a little thin, pretty tall, around six-foot three, the other is a bit stockier, around six-foot, not too much difference between them style wise. Both kind of in the hipster style, but more modern. Jack had just picked up Rob.

“Where are we going?”

“I don’t know, I told you to get in the car and be ready to just go.”

“Yeah, and here we are. Going to the middle of no where.”

“What do you think about Québec?”


“No, Mexico, yes Canada.”

“Um, okay. Good thing I brought my Passport.”

“Always prepared, that’s what I like about you.”

“The only thing?” Rob snickered at Jack.

“Yes. The only thing.” Jack winked at Rob and put his hand on Rob’s thigh, maybe a bit higher than most friends should.

“So, what’s with this up and go all of a sudden? I thought you were okay with this area.” Rob put his hand on Jack’s, moving it a bit higher still.

“Just got bored.”

“What’s going to happen?”

“What? What do you mean? Nothing.”

“Jack, what did you see.?” Rob stared at Jack until he would respond.

Sigh. “Something’s coming Rob. Something big. I know it. All of this violence around the country is just the beginning. It’s going to get worse.” Jack quickly looked at Rob, squeezed his thigh, and went back to driving.

“Good thing everything is on card now. Let’s go.” Rob squeezed Jack’s hand and on they went.

“Maybe even find us a nice little island. I’ve heard there are a few next to Canada off the East Coast.”

“Yes, I think I had a cousin on an island somewhere. I wonder how he’s doing with his partner.”

“Yeah, always wanted to see the Mediterranean.” Jack looked at Rob and smiled.



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