Time Settles All Wounds

Chapter 17 - Hitchhikers

Chapter 17

This gas guzzler sure is spacious. It has enough room to fit 9 people comfortably and it has a mini-bar. We came up on a rare catch. I’m pretty sure they are thinking the same thing.

“So old timer what were you guy’s doing in the desert?” A young caucasian asks as he open one of the bottles. I open my mouth but Sly jumps in.

“We were running from murders.”

I look at Sly to try to understand why he would say something like that so blatantly. Even if it is the truth that’s not something you just tel-

“Understandable.” One of the females say, making me want to throw my brain into a chasm and live like an idiot for the rest of my life.

“We were a noticeable group of people, so these three guys attacked us so we had to run and hide in one of the worlds largest Canyons. We got tired of hiding and decided to take our chances on running.” Sly continues. I’m utterly shocked by his words. But I look at all there intoxicated, joyful faces and can see that they don’t care what we say as long as we aren’t the murders themselves.

“Well you can stay with us till we get into town. That way you have a few miles on them.” Says the same female. “Want a sip? You guys look a bit thirsty.”

I refuse while Sly and Spark grab a water bottle. I open the bottle for Spark and he lays down against my stomach and drinks from the bottle.

“Well trained puppy...” Another one of the kids point out. Before I could say thanks I am dazed by the beautiful woman that said the comment. Her short hair cut and wonderfully dark green eyes glistened like a ray of light in the car. Just by looking at her you can easily tell that she was the most stable and indepently adventurous girl you ever seen. I was instantly in love. I also became a babbling idiot.

I straighten up my posture and lay back in a ‘cool’ like manner. And then I ask her the dumbest flirty question a person could ask at that moment. “Do you come around here often?”

Everyone in the car slowly grinned then burst out laughing while she looked at me with a death stare. “Just to let you know I’m sober.”

The words she uttered was almost like death itself. I was hoping that even if the words that came out my mouth sounded like a cat saying moo that her inebriated mind would make my words sound super sexy. But that’s not how things will play out it seems. I actually made her attitude even worse.

“Dude, you're probably 20 years older than me, what makes you think that I would want you?” She snaps. I look at her and can easily tell she’s been hit on so many times that no matter what anyone says it would be an insult.

“I apologize and by the way I’m 19.” I respond nicely. Everyone looks at me and shoot out apologies.

“God. I called you an old timer... Half the reason we picked you up was because we thought you just saved your stepson or something and were heading home.”

Weird scenario but okay.

“I thought that he was holding the kid hostage and we were just trying to separate the two of you...” says another.

I look directly at her.

“What about the puppy?” I say pointing at Spark as she finishes the bottle of water.

“What about the puppy?” She asks back sarcastically.

“Oh forget the the puppy.’ You, puppy hater.” Spark barked.

Everyone looks at Spark and the situation gets 20 times worse.