midnight
You know , if she wanted to take pictures . '' He and Dad rode up front and I got in the back , behind him . Up close , he smelled a little of beer , like it was coming through his pores . # It was midnight by the time we rolled into Barbara Stratford 's driveway . She lived out of town , down in Mountain View , and as we sped down the 101 , none of us said a word . The high-tech buildings alongside the highway streamed past us . This was a different Bay Area to the one I lived in , more like the suburban America I sometimes saw on TV .