faster, faster!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2011.07.01
We took Kenny down to St. Catharines to see grandma, today. It's usually a ninety minute trip. Today it took 3.5 hours.
All the while, Kenny complained of the slow pace and urged me to go faster. I pointed out that our forward speed was constrained by the endless river of cars ahead of us. But there's no reasoning with a bored three year old in the back seat of a car, of course. It was a long trip.
"早く！早く！ Coooome onnnn Daddy."