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Of course, the silly songs are soon followed by the sentimental, and I find myself close to tears as I sing along. Good thing that my bladder is beginning to demand attention. I'll have to stop at the next convenient place.

We need gas, so I'll head for the nearest station, and just hope that the bathroom is decent (and unlocked!)

I wait until we're pulling in to the station to awaken you, gently, leaning toward you and stroking your thigh, taking your hand in mine and raising it to my lips as I pull in next to the pump.

You wake up smiling... and my heart sings.