The Truck Ride
She asked, ‘Are we gonna get out of this house today baby?’ Replying, he said, ‘We’re gonna go somewhere but, we can’t take the bike in this storm?’ She smiled and said, ‘The truck will do fine.’ While he finished up his morning routine, she dabbed some makeup on and brushed her hair. The storm had darkened the sky completely. Low rumbles of thunder echoed as they made it to the truck. She placed the drinks she had brought in their perspective places and continued to arrange the cab. Removing...