Cyrus

I didn’t mean to drag Imogen in behind me, but it became imperative to get her away from all the truckers. Who knew how long before another fight broke out? The woman had a savior complex and I couldn’t be sure she wouldn’t run at it and get herself hurt in the process. I’d only half been joking about my comment with the puppies.

Even though I was clearly leading the way, she kept pace with me. I pushed through the truck stop doors and passed a ...