Remember the long boring days, when we were children and there was
NOTHING TO DO
WISHED THE TIME WENT FASTER
and it didn’t?
I would have paid almost anything to get one of those days to spend with Duncan now. Just a wonderful long sunrise to sunset when the hour hand would barely budge, and the whole day would stretch out before us as stubborn and fixed as those Sunday afternoons long ago.
Instead, the morning hours raced by, and before lunch he was on the road.