Tish POV
I don't speak to the truck driver, but that doesn't stop him from asking me every question that runs through his head. He hasn't stopped talking since we got on the road. I only catch about half of what he is saying. The rest is just gibberish. I didn't think it was possible for someone to have more to say than me, but I have met my match.
The trucker pulls down a road that looks vaguely familiar, and I let out a sigh of relief. He looks at me out of the corner of his eye and chuckles. "You thought I was going to kidnap you."
"It wouldn't be the first time I have gotten in a vehicle with a strange man, and it ended badly for me," I grumble.
"Why do you keep getting traveling with strange men?" He asks.
I scoff loudly. "A woman would never pick me up, and my luck w
