"He's a great man," she said, looking out the window. "I think he'll like you," she said. Her dad liked most people. Her mom was the one who was picky. Her dad only ever wanted her to be happy.
Most of it was just 'point the car east', but she would let him know if they were getting off course. "It's I-40 east most of the way there. Twenty hours. We'll probably want to stop for the night somewhere in New Mexico."