Apocalypse BluesChapter 5
“On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again. The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I just can’t wait to get on the road again,” several of us sang along to the MP3 player that Hannah brought with her on the trip. “You can’t go wrong with Willie, can you, babe?” I winked at Hannah as I drove the public bus for which we all abandoned the van halfway across campus en route eastward through Morgantown, West Virginia. “Indeed, you can’t. We’re not taking the usual...