On the way back to the van we ask Kyle, “Do you needed a ride?”

He said, “I got a ride here with a friend but I’ll gladly accept your offer of a ride back to the city.”

He was soon on the matters in the back fucking the hell out of Annette again.

When I saw a teen hitch hiking up ahead, I ask, “Do you want the company of a hitch hiker up ahead?”

They both said, “That would be awesome,” so I pulled the curtain across the back of the front seats and picked up the hitch hiker. He was about five-foot six, sun bleached blonde, blue...