Chapter 13Nicole
Damn it! Wasn’t Texas supposed to be like some sort of desert, with tall cacti and bramble bushes and sand as far as the eye could see? It had been pouring for hours now, the highway flooded in spots, which made her thankful for a taller vehicle than the car she’d left behind. Visibility was terrible, the old windshield wipers making a horrible screeching sound as they jerked across the window, barely clearing space to see. Several times Nicole had pulled over on the shoulder, but then remembered a news story about a young man who’d been struck and killed by a vehicle while trying to change his tire, and that was in good weather, so she tried to stick it out. And why were there no towns for hours on end? Was Texas really that big?
The low fuel light came on. “Oh, that’s
