Mattie countered. "Yep, I'm good. For now anyway ... once it gets dark, I might be looking for something to keep me going. Do you want to nap now so we can trade off?"
I couldn't take it personally that I had to remind him multiple times. I just had to keep on doing it until he understood my predicament.
"I *can't* sleep. If I do, Papa Kalfu is going to get in my head and figure out where we're going."
He nodded *his* head.
"Oh right. 'Cause of the blood thing."
I could tell that he was reworking his plan.
"So ... maybe *you* should drive now and *I'll* take a nap? I really want to make it all the way across the state line before calling it a night."
"Sure, sure," I replied. "Makes sense to me. Plus -- we should probably soon get Gator out and about at a rest stop or something."
It was an ask-and-you-shall-receive kind of moment.
The words were barely out of my mouth as we passed a sign by the side of the road letting us know that there was a rest stop just 21 miles away.
We both saw it at the same time.
"There you go!" Mattie said as he pointed to it. "Do you have a 21 mile long conversation topic to keep us entertained?"
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