When she backed out and closed the garage door she hoped it was this time.

Maybe this time the magic would work. 

She wanted it to happen.

Drive far enough away and the pain would all go away.

It could happen.

She took the highway road full of the medication. That allowed her to drive and not feel the pain. Some went away.

Not all.

After five hours the hope drifted away. Drifted away as she drifted down the road.

Into the rest area and into the back of the car. To sleep, rest, and wake up.

Then... slowly driving back home.