Step 14. Fork in the Road
Playlist: “Everyday” by Rascal Flatts
By two sensations, my mind is abruptly brought back into the cab of the truck. And both are felt on my thighs.
The first of which being Eric’s hand firmly squeezing my left upper thigh. His subtle way of announcing our arrival at the cabin. He pulls the truck in behind mine on the rocky make-shift dirt road turned driveway this time, rather than next to it.
The second sensation occurs at the same moment on my right thigh. It’s a vibration from my cell phone in the side pocket of my purse. One short notification to let me know a text awaited me.
Matthew.
I take out my phone quickly to check the message. Just a short note to ask how my day was going. I, nor Eric that I knew of, had ever sent any other pictures or videos
