james hated cars. he liked being close to the ground. but i'd steal one occasionally, to throw him off the scent.  see, we played hide and seek sometimes. no one can hide like me -- -- but no one could seek like james.
some games lasted months.  but we always got hungry for each other. so i'd let him find me.
we never could get enough of each other.  we would have had forever to try.
james always loved a screamer.
where you headed?
sounds perfect.