It was dark. Sometime in 1994 or early 1995. Probably Spring of 1995, come to think of it, an April trip, we stayed at Sunriver, it was cold. Too cold to do much. But that’s not the point.
We drove through Bend, business 97, at night, in surprisingly heavy traffic (for Bend). Cristin and Megan were in the back seat. We played Eric Clapton’s “tears in heaven” from a CD.
After the song finished, in the moment of silence that followed, we heard very quiet sobbing in the back seat. It was Megan.
“Megan! What’s Wrong? What happened?
“I miss Paul,” she said. She was about as old as she looks in this picture.
You can click the audio icon here to play that song …