A Break from the City: A short story

A Break from the City

            It was a beautiful evening to go for a drive. The sun was setting softly over the countryside, casting a golden glow to the trees. A warm spring sunset, the perfect time for going out.

            The man, Jonathan, drove while his wife, Rylee, blared the music. Miles away from the city, they escaped the chaos. The young couple loved the city where they were from but taking a break for a couple hours appealed to both.

            Rylee laughed as she rolled her window down, caught up in the joy of the moment. She let her hand rest on the door, the wind blowing back her black hair which almost looked brown in the lighting. Her beautiful brown skin welcomed the sunlight and she slide off her sunglasses, closing her eyes to feel the wind against her face.

            Jonathan smiled at her before returning his attention to the road. She was the more enthusiastic one, but he loved watching her excitement.

            Endless fields and trees stretched out before them, lining on either side of the black road with a simple yellow line in the middle. There wasn’t another car in sight, a vast contrast from the bustling city.

            Rylee turned down the music enough to talk, “This is why I love music.”

            “What do you mean?”

            “Music conveys a variety of emotions. It puts into words what you can’t describe.” She said in a wistful tone of voice.

            “That’s true. What’s this country music describing for you?” He asked in playful tone of voice, referring to the radio station she chose.

            “The joy and warmth of summertime that's here.” Rylee answered, sounding hopeful for the future as she looked out the window.

            “Well I’m glad you talked me into coming out here.”

            They drove a bit further, enjoying the beauty of the outdoors until Rylee asked him to pull over. He parked on the side of the road, right by an empty field.

            “What’re we doing now?” Jonathan asked with a laugh, unsure of what she was planning.

            She grinned and turned up the music before taking his hand and walking on the grass, which surprisingly wasn’t that high. They left the windows down to hear the music.

            “You sure we aren’t trespassing?” Jonathan asked. But his tone wasn’t nervous – far from it. Instead he sounded mischievous and adventurous.

            Rylee rolled her eyes with another smile. “Let’s dance.”

           Without another word, she grabbed both of his hands and before he realized it, they were dancing.

          “Isn’t life better with music?”

          Jonathan nodded before smiling at his wife. “Even better with you beside me.”

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Hey guys! Today I just thought I'd share a cute short story I wrote a few weeks ago. Aren't music and road trips the best? 

Christ brings so much joy to our lives and music is a beautiful way to express that!

Psalm 87:7, "Singers and dancers alike will say, 'My whole source of joy is in you.'"