The first few hours, even the first day, of Goodnight's quiet were things that Billy could deal with. Quiet happened between them. There was not always the need to fill the quiet.
But, as it extended, as it became something else, Billy found himself filling the quiet in Goodnight's space. That was how the time passed, then, as they made their way to Sacramento, and then to San Francisco. Billy spoke of anything and everything he could think of, most of it things they had already discussed at some point or another.
He ended up talking about the West Coast a lot, though. And Korea, what he remembered of it. His parents, what he remembered of them.
When they arrived in San Francisco, Billy was beginning to suspect that he'd judged too quickly. There was a wariness pressing in at his edges. Goodnight had never been this quiet for this long, and Billy knew what he'd done to cause it.
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Date: 2016-11-23 06:32 pm (UTC)But, as it extended, as it became something else, Billy found himself filling the quiet in Goodnight's space. That was how the time passed, then, as they made their way to Sacramento, and then to San Francisco. Billy spoke of anything and everything he could think of, most of it things they had already discussed at some point or another.
He ended up talking about the West Coast a lot, though. And Korea, what he remembered of it. His parents, what he remembered of them.
When they arrived in San Francisco, Billy was beginning to suspect that he'd judged too quickly. There was a wariness pressing in at his edges. Goodnight had never been this quiet for this long, and Billy knew what he'd done to cause it.