She slammed the car door shut. So hard that it scared her a little. When the key went into the ignition her music came back on, louder than she remembered. She turned it down, embarrassed Steve would here it.
They had talked for awhile, about many things.
Steve told her he missed part of his job, the little things, he liked setting up all the bikes. He didn't like cleaning them. He still even made playlists for the classes. Sometimes a song would come on and he'd think this would be perfect for that. All he did was listen to music he said. Even gave her his
Spotify
username if she wanted to check out his playlists.
There were people she recognized. Made her laugh, all the old ladies following him.
She clicked one, a top forty sweatathon it was called. Taylor swift was the first and last song.
She clicked another pumping iron it was called, and most of it was Iron Maiden.
She landed on one just called Drive. None of the artists she recognized, but there was rhythm too it.
She couldn't tell as she pulled out of the gas station whether he was happier now.