I needed a little palette cleanser after the first draft of my Santa story was done. I’m not sure where this is going, but I hope you enjoy what I’ve written so far of Do Not Stop. And don’t forget to stop by the Amazons and download a book.
This would have been the perfect stretch of road to have a breakdown and never be heard from again. Bill had just crossed over from driving for a long time to driving forever when he began picking out plots where he could potentially be buried. He had never driven across state before and hopefully would never have to again. At least not this state. There was nothing to see here, nothing people would have to write home about, as the saying went. Just long stretches of tall grass to either side of the road, blue sky, and endless paved road.
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