June 12, 2010
It's been almost three years since Jimmy last saw his father. Outside, the morning fog parted like a curtain around Jimmy's Ion as he surveyed the road for the neighbor's children, who were recently given battery-powered trucks. Satisfied, he got into the passenger seat and took a deep breath, watching the steam from his coffee mug give purchase to the mist spewing forth between the mountains. "You ready honey?" Boone asked, getting behind the wheel and filling the car with the smell of hairspray and cologne. "Yep," Jimmy replied, exchanging a kiss. "Downtown Lexington, right?" Boone asked. "That's right."