Driving from New York to Las Vegas making stop's at any Gas station or Diner on the road. '36 Hours Drive in the hot sun and almost 3,000 miles' All for a new life, a fresh start.
Until my car breaks down in the desert of albuquerque. Population of almost 600,000 people yet the first person to stop for me is what seems a crazy, quiet Trucker with a teddy bear on his grill.
"What's a girl like you, doin' in the middle of the damn desert. No food, wat'er or even a pot to piss in." He chuckles deeply gripping his streeling wheel tightly sending over a few small glances chewing the tooth pick.
"Maybe i like the thrill of Death." She smiles widely looking out the window at the dusty waste land.
He gives a low growl, his knuckles turning white from his grip. "If it's a thrill you wan't. I'll give it to ya." he exhales slamming his truck to stop before turning to the small Woman in his truck.