When I asked where we were going, Mr. Prent replied, "Let's get out of this town; drive out of the city, just... get away from these crowds of students and teachers..." And witnesses. "I like the sound of that." So we went on a long drive. No destination in sight. Maybe Mr. Prent got the … Continue reading Wildest Dreams- Drive
Wildest Dreams
Read Rae’s poems & passages from Wildest Dreams.