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- Authors: L.A. Ferro
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Quinn
“Are you freaking kidding me right now?” I screech as I crash my head
into the steering wheel of my old Jeep Wrangler a little harder than
intended, only further heightening my frustration. “What deity did I piss off
now? Seriously!” I swear to fuck nothing in my life can ever be easy. Hell,
at this point, if it were easy, I’d think I was being pranked. My chest
deflates as I expel my annoyance before climbing out of my Jeep to check
the damage. It’s darker than dark out here. I didn’t see anything in the road,
but apparently, my back tire did. Reaching for my phone in the cup holder, I
then switch on the flashlight, reluctantly throw open the door, and hop out.
As soon as my boots hit the pavement, a chill runs down my spine, and
every potentially bad thing that could happen being stranded in the woods
at night seeps into the recesses of my mind. “Damn it, Quinn. You’re not
scared of the dark, and grizzly bears aren’t a thing here. You already
googled it, and the chances of some deranged serial killer lurking in the
woods in the exact spot your car broke down are slim.” I shrug my
shoulders and roll my neck, summoning my inner badass as I release a
cleansing breath and walk toward the back of my Jeep.
I knew I should have sucked it up and bought a damn plane ticket, but
I’m currently a jobless college graduate with a mountain of tuition debt. A
plane ticket felt like a luxury spend I couldn’t justify putting on a credit
card, though, in hindsight, it may have been the cheaper and better option
considering gas, overnight sleeping arrangements, and now wear and tear.
Shining the flashlight of my phone toward my back tire reveals it’s
shredded. Figures this would be one of those times when the can of fix-aflat I keep in my trunk wouldn’t suffice.
“Great.” I kick the rim and instantly regret my decision to drive.
The drive from Carbondale, Illinois, to the upper peninsula of Michigan
is only roughly twelve hours, which isn’t anything to balk about, but my
Jeep is old. I knew driving it was a risk. However, I was going to need a car
to drive around while up here. If I can’t justify the cost of a flight, I
definitely can’t rationalize a rental car. Again, all things that in hindsight
seem better than my current predicament. Something howls out in the
distance, and all the hairs on my body immediately stand on end.
“Shit, shit, shit.” I haul my ass back inside to safety, slam the door
closed, and try to calm myself enough to think through my options.
I could sleep in here. I packed enough clothes to add a few layers. Plus,
I brought my favorite blanket. My time visiting Copper Falls is currently
indeterminate, so I have more than enough shit in my car to make it one
night broken down on the side of the road. Second, if I sleep in my car my
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