There's a long moment of silence as she thinks about that, yet it does sound like bullshit to me despite living through it. Five miles more before I would have found this place alone. I would never have made it. Apart from her and that truck, I didn't see another car all day. I'm guessing this place has a low population with miles of road and no service stops, houses, or signs of life until you get here. Fate wasn't ready to see me die.

"I guess you're lucky I was coming home when I did. I had to pick up stock I had shipped in."

I nod and reach...