dad van
A rusty Subaru that your dad drives like it’s the only thing keeping him from crying about his dead dreams.
He took me to the mall. The van made a noise like it was about to explode. It did.
He tried to drive to the beach. The van started smoking. He didn’t care. He was too busy being sad.
He drives it like it’s a battle. He’s fighting the van. And he’s losing.