A glory hole in the middle of nowhere
I had spent a wonderful week end visiting some old friends in Savannah. Now I was returning home, where Victor was not waiting for me. He had just left for a full week trip to Chicago.I had already driven for three hours, when a sudden storm broke in the middle of the highway. Then I decided to keep safe and pulled over to a rest stop; to take a break and wait for the weather improves…Grabbing my old laptop and purse, I headed inside the little restaurant.I walked through the small lobby to the...