Hotness of a man

Life could really suck sometimes, but not today. The top was down on the convertible, the wind was blowing, and the sun was shining. Samantha smiled broadly and pushed her sunglasses back on her nose farther. A new life was opening up before her and it was far away from the one she’d known before. There were no big-city skyscrapers here, just trees and open grasslands. Miles and miles of them. No one knew her and she could start over. She’d pressed the reset button of life and fortune had smiled upon her and granted her a way out of the rat race. She’d been raised in the country, but this was a bit different. It wasn’t even the same country. She was in Canada and she had a license to work. She had her degree and teaching from a prestigious school and though she could have gone many places and made better money she’d opted for a little school nestled in the wilds of British Columbia. She was thousands of miles away from where she’d ever been before and for over the past week and a half in the time it took her to drive here she’d had the best time of her life. School didn’t start yet for another month, but she wanted some time to settle in. Yes, everything was going according to plan. Something popped loudly and a half scream left her lips, but that was all the time she had before she was counter steering aggressively in an attempt to save her life. Despite her best efforts the little convertible skittered sideways off the road into a rougher patch of grass and rocks and then banged loudly as the back end smacked off of a tree. The car skidded to a halt and breathing heavy Samantha sat still for a long moment, taking in the fact that she was remarkably none the worse for wear. Her car though was another story. So much for good fortune. Life once more truly sucked. Cursing angrily she turned off the car and got out. Her flip-flops felt entirely inappropriate for the tall weedy grass growing alongside the road. Did no one mow the grass here along the road? On a sudden hitch of indrawn breath, she thought of something else. When was the last time that she’d seen a house or a car or a person for that matter? .Her mind drifted back to the gas station she’d stopped at this morning and the advisory sign warning that had stated it was the last gas stop in 100 some miles. Swallowing nervously Samanthaturned about and glanced at the still forest that surrounded her. Suddenly it didn’t matter that the sun was shining. What would happen when it was no longer shining? Hurriedly she turned back to the car and bent over the door and snatched up her iPhone. Oh no! No service. No Internet. Nothing!!! A bit shakily she wiped at the fiery red curl that had fallen over her brow and put it back into place with the rest of her curls that safely had just enough hair product applied to make sure that they stayed in place for the most part. Somehow though that didn’t matter so much in the moment as it usually did as a daily matter of manicuring. What on earth was she going to do? She heard a noise then and she spun around with every nerve pulsing in expectation of the worst. In the distance she could see were trees had been cut and as she watched a noisy and very beat up looking pickup truck was heading down a switchback road made of dirt as it bounced its way steadily towards the main road. Had they seen the accident? Were they going to help her? Would they even see her or maybe head off in the opposite direction? As the fears mounted within her one came to the forefront. She was in the middle of nowhere and who knew what kind of creature was behind the wheel of a truck that looked like it had crashed twice and then been rolled over by a monster truck for good measure. Swallowing down fear,Samantha stilled herself and waved her arms repeatedly. She needn’t have as it was clear the truck was headed for her and had seen the accident occur. Oh God! Her primary fear came back to the forefront in a heartbeat. She’d packed in such a hurry to be on this journey that she hadn’t brought her pepper spray that she usually jogged with. Her mind went through a potential list of items to use in self-defense and the outcome of that mental endeavor only left her feeling puny and a complete wuss.