"No-no-no, Sweetie. I'm sorry." I pleaded into the phone as I pulled out a map from my desk. Glancing at it quickly I found her freeway. Trailing my finger across it's surface I found Surrey. Not too far afterwards was Vancouver, Canada.
"I tell ya what, Sammie. Vancouver's just down the road. Why don't you pull over and rest there, okay? I'm on my way to you."
"... James, you don't have to," I could hear my words already finding comfort.
"I know I don't but I am, Sammie. I'm not leavin' ya high and dry. I'm on my way."
"... Thank you James." She said with a soft voice. For a moment, there were no tears.
I ran out the door with my keys in one hand and a passport in the other.
The roads were covered with ice and snow. The further north I went, the more the world took to a hue of pure
