Harry sat in silence long after the put-together woman pulled out of the parking lot in her neat car with her neat kids. It would be silly to try to be like her, but he didn't want to keep being the way he was. Somewhere in between would be nice. When you sit long enough, you really hear your breath. It sort of echoes through your body.
When Logan opened the door, Harry jumped.
"Whoa there, looks like quite a haul."
"Yeah, I did alright for myself." There's something different about the way Logan is talking, Harry noted. He's speaking clearly for a change.
"Well, let's get cookin' then." Harry said, as he started the engine
"Sounds like a plan." Logan rolled the window down just enough so that it blew his hair around. There were clouds in the sky, but they were well spaced. The car rolled along, headed home.