Occupied

There wasn’t a lot to say at this point Dave kept his eyes locked forward and Max slept as much as he could. He never asked Dave about where they were going. Politely danced around it, but instead said things like cant wait to get there, or man any minute right? Dave didn’t answer, just kept agreeing, he was practically silent now, just grunting. Max thought wavering and half asleep that if he would have killed him he would have done it closer to home. Then he thought maybe he was manic or something, and Max was put on some sort of psychedelic trip.But Dave still didn’t seem tired, he was hungry eating anything Max bought him. Trying to keep himself fed and the cost down he resorted to slim Jim’s and slurpies. Max looked at a map in the rest room they were almost to Colorado large expanses of fields and hills surrounded them. Trucks now lumbered by, an occasional car zipped by staying in the left lane to avoid all the crowd. Dave turned on the radio now. Flipping channels one at a time. Looking for something to keep him occupied.