Chapter 6
I drove and I drove. I drove up and over and down, then up and down and over. My GPS had grown uncomfortably silent. I think she was pissed at me for getting us so turned around in the wilderness. Still, it seemed as if I was heading in the right direction. Wishful thinking, fine, but now was as good a time as any for that half full glass of mine.
At last, I saw the road the O’Malley abode was supposed to be on. My heart began to race. My heart, in fact, could’ve given the Energizer Bunny a run for its money. I was now driving over a crest, the land on either side nothing but brown, tall grass, the road old and cracked, weather-beaten. There were no houses, no other cars, just me and a few hawks circling overhead.
I had to pee. My hands were shaking so badly I feared I’d drive
