*in the future*
my kid: mom, who was your favorite band when you were my age?
me:*gets out powerpoint* *makes speech*
me:WELL LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT A BOY BAND CALLED ONE DIRECTION
September cont.: I Can’t Make You Love Me, If You Don’t
The day you know that you have to go your separate ways, you spend the entire car journey back to his house watching him drive.
But he doesn’t sing along to the radio like he usually does. He doesn’t even have the radio on. Uncharacteristic for him. His fingers don’t tap on the wheel, and there is no hand resting palm up on the console between you. He’s insisted on driving, despite having just finished a flight back home from Boston. They had two weeks before shows in London started up again at the end of September and into October.