Her eyes followed the greenery of the landscape as the old blue truck chugged along the twisting road. She was happy, it had been along time since she had been happy. She held sorrow for years, the pain and baggage other people put on her were unpacked.The cases were parts of Gingers soul. For now her soul flew along the blue truck and saw the greenery her green eyes saw. She closed those green eyes for a second and listened to the birds and the hum of the wind coming through the window of the car. The wind danced around her, the hum chanted in her ears and her soul still flew beside her.
“You okay?” her father asked.
“Yes, Im more then fine father.” she replied smiling sweetly. He gave her a quick smile and turned his attention back to the road. She felt like a litle girl running through a park, the sun beating down on her tan face, the laughter of others echoing in her ears and finally, yes finally, her laughter could echo in others.