LovetruckerThe Indifferent Years
July 23rd 2008 06:21
She lay on her bed and tried not to think about anything. But, like vermin in the walls, a thousand thoughts plagued her and kept her awake. Why had she come to this creaking palace of her past? The intervening years hadn’t help rid her of the dreams that infested every waking night and haunted each dreary day.
She thought about the strange truck driver who had indifferently offered her a lift to the coast. Her desert oasis was half forgotten as she climbed into the cabin and for hours they both stared mutely at the unfolding road.
The older woman with the hunched shoulders had frightened her but something worse was here, locked away in a secret heart, too sad to say as truth. She needed a mother’s love more than ever and in the fragile moments before sleep, she thought about the other woman’s lovely face.
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