The Capture and Training of Aryana
The highway might as well have been desolate, of all the cars that traveled along I53, not one had slowed to pick up Aryana as she stood thumbing from the break down lane The highway might as well have been desolate, of all the cars that traveled along I53, not one had slowed to pick up Aryana as she stood thumbing from the break down lane.? Every few hours she would walk for a while, then try again in a different spot, but it was getting close to dusk and she wasn?t too keen on hitching...