We pulled off the highway and drove down Main Street; found a one-pump where we gassed and asked where the food was, just like we knew we'd been expected all along. A lawyer had an office on the 2nd floor. He reached it from the outside up the stairs side of the wall. Just past there I looked down the street and saw where the town disappeared into the high plains, and I knew that somewhere out there there's a valley that's filled with frozen clouds where dust hangs in the air like it is perfume, and no one is waiting
Is there someone here that knows me?
I meant to write down the name of the town and I don't remember the highway we took to get to it, or where we went afterwards, I do remember the frozen quality of the hours we stayed there. I remember the waitress & what Tom had to eat; I remember the faces of the other customers like they were my own family. And I remember that just over the horizon there was a valley that was filled with frozen clouds where dust hung in the air like it was perfume.