Some truckers are psychopaths. Not in the cut-off-your-arms-and-leave-you-in-the-desert way. That’s just hitchhiker lore, same as the ghost rider and all that shit. No, I mean a guy that picks you up and then holds you captive for six hundred miles while he does a number on you, asks insinuating questions, plays good cop and bad cop at the same time. By the time we rolled into Paterson I was in tears. He’d just pulled his rig into the parking lot when I bolted into the diner and locked myself in the bathroom. I avoided looking in the mirror. Damn him.
Oh my! Great voice. I wonder what the questions were.
There are always two sides. One we hear about and a hidden one. Very well done!
Well written. I enjoyed this…a degree of mystery and wondering.
xx Rowena
Dear SWR,
That would make me want to go jump in front of a moving vehicle.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I love your voice!