Road Trip Rest Stop

Road Trip Rest Stop

Adele

The slamming car door woke Adam. He opened his eyes and surveyed the deserted rest area. Rod was walking toward a distant picnic table. Adam yawned, stretched, then followed. When Adam joined Rod, he was wolfing down a burger. Adam sat and helped himself to some fries.

“Shall I drive after lunch?” Adam asked.

“That would be good.” Rod said. He paused, “If you get another speeding ticket I will beat your ass.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Adam returned unimpressed.

Adam ate a few more bites and then looked up with an expression of concern.

“Rod?”

“Yeah?”

“Where the hell are we?”