Back to the Story:

IT’S HOT, I’M TIRED..    Night fell, and we were ready by Burt’s golden chariot. What an amazing vehicle it was. Huge, glistening, bearing his name proudly on the door in script as the owner/operator. This was no drugged-out short-timer. No, Mr. Burt was the real deal, hauling real steel. A true gentleman, he helpedContinueContinue reading “Back to the Story:”

It’s Cold, I’m Hungry

chapter 2 Sleep never came that night, and morning had our breath turning to steam in the frosty air. Dear Danny had laid across my freezing feet for the hours before dawn…I hadn’t left Palm City prepared for this experience. I was still resolute to keep heading west, car or no car. I had burnedContinueContinue reading “It’s Cold, I’m Hungry”