Apocalypse Life/Issue 28

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Preview
It was a familiar sight for Julius; the bare, smooth road going on for forever, being led by green signs up above them. He couldn't help but crack the window on his side of the seat, after Nina kept her's on since the beginning of their trip. She said she loved the fresh air.

Nina was nearly dipped into her car seat, lazily looking at the view of the vanishing landscapes to her side and the bright, blue sky with clouds swimming on it. It was perfect for her to take a nap, but it just didn't feel right; maybe it was because of Meredith sitting on her lap. The fingerboard hung out of the opened window to her right side; she was sure it wasn't going to make contact with anything.

Her left hand was lazily plucking the strings, while her right rested just right next to the tuning board.

"Hm hm hm..." Nina starts to hum a simple tune, with the fourth hum being higher than the rest.

She pauses for a second, then starts strumming two notes, making a simple, bass-like rhythm.

''"Well y'can't fool me..." Her voice was surprisingly high even if she was singing casually; she wasn't bellowing or anything.

"I know all about it. We been down this road and back more times than I can count it..." The way she effortlessly highers her pitches makes Julius glance at her once, not seeing this kind of singing from her before.

"It's a far, far cry.... from sun kissed sunday mornings..." Somehow, the rhythm she was strumming became even more complex now. Julius looks at her one more time to confirm it; she was still in the same, lazy position.

"When you wake up and you just can’t re-lease the hand you’re holding..." "And you say... this guy isn't drivin' like he used to..." She turns to him with a smile on her face as she transfers into an even higher pitch. Julius maintained his look in front of the road.