I could barely keep my eyes open. The road just never ended. I stopped once to refill on Gas and to refill my stomach. The sun had set now and I felt like I was driving in circles, everything looked the same. My mother chose a set of directions that would take almost two hours longer, but it cut out any free ways and in town or city driving. I guess it was safer this way. The long lights I could see now besides the ones from my truck, we're from the moon and stars. I had forty-five minutes until I reached my destination, but I didn't feel releived, I felt like I was on the verge of an anxiety attack. There was so much I still needed to do before midnight and the minutes seemed to speed up instead.
10:45, I should be fifteen minutes away but something didn't seem right. I just had this gut feeling that something was off. Just what?
I drove another ten minutes when in the far distance I could see red, white and flashing yellow lights. Was I coming into town? I thought.
As I came closer there was a line of backed up vehicles coming from both directions. In the middle of all the cars sat a small sub of some kind that was completely upside down. There had been a wreck. I started to completely feel out this couldn't be happening. I hadn't ran into a single person on this road and all of a sudden there were over a dozen. This could take a while.
Putting on my signal I did a u-turn going back the direction I came from. Hoping the GPS system would be bel to give me a new route. Turning on the first road I came to, I sped down the rod, trying to be cautious because it was gravel and not the normal pavement I was use to.
The GPS seemed to have trouble rerouting, it just kept loading and loading. It couldn't find another way. Pulling over I reach into the glove box, hoping mom still kept a map in it. I was right, using the light from the dash and the small light that was above my head I started searching the map, trying to find exactly where I was and where I needed to end up. But there was nothing, not even from other roads. The only road that would take me to the house was the one I had just left.
Putting the car back into drive, I turned around heading back to the way I had come. Except for this time when I reached the road, the line if cars had doubled if not tripled. It wasn't moving at all. Parking the car again, I looked back at the map, trying to place exactly where I was. I was going to have to run, there was no more time to sit and wait for the accident to be resolved.
I was on the right road, I just needed to cut over east through these woods and the house would be next to a creek or maybe a River. Reversing, I pulled the car to the edge of the road, grabbing just my bag, keys and water for the run. I would come back for the car tomorrow when things cleared up.
Locking the car, I shut the door and started my run. East.
