Hard Knock Hero by Hannah Shield EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Aiden
SNOW BLASTED my windshield faster than the wipers could brush it
away. The forecast had said a storm was headed for Western Colorado, but it
was supposed to hit tomorrow, when I would be warming my hands at the
fireplace of my rental cabin. Not when it was already dark, and I still had a
long way to go.
I could barely see the car in front of me. Then two brake lights lit up, and
I slammed on mine. More red materialized out of the whiteout conditions.
Next came flashing yellow.
Damn it.
Snow settled on the hood of my truck. I was going nowhere. Not the ideal
start to the vacation I’d been envisioning. Five blissful days in the woods,
cooking just for myself. A luxury I didn’t often get in my line of work. No
roommates. No family, as much as I did begrudgingly love them. I was a
loner, and I refused to apologize for that. When I’d been a soldier, my Army
brothers had given me the call sign Solo. It wasn’t a Star Wars reference. It
just fit. If you’d asked any of my ex-girlfriends, they would’ve agreed.
At an agonizing pace, my truck inched forward. Then I spotted a sign.
Hartley, Next Exit. Gas, Food.
The car ahead of me veered right to take the exit ramp. I wasn’t much of a
follower, but I figured this was one time to embrace what my neighbor was
doing. I took the exit. Hopefully I’d be able to find a warm place to sit and
some halfway decent food to wait out whatever snafu had jammed up the
highway.
The gas station was just off the ramp, and several highway refugees had
stopped here. The town was further afield. Fading signs directed me to
Hartley’s Charming Historic Business District. Pop in and stay awhile.
“No thanks,” I muttered. “Just passing through.”
My truck rolled slowly down Main Street, wipers droning rhythmically. If
there was historic charm on offer, I couldn’t see it. But then again, not much
of Hartley was visible for all the snow. The sidewalks were deserted, most of
the other Main Street businesses dark. A couple had plywood over their
entrances.
There was a lonely-looking diner down at the far end of the commercial
strip, and the warm glow of its lights called to me. The place looked
completely empty, which didn’t bode well for the quality of its provisions.
Later, I would understand how deceptive that first impression had been.
The diner might’ve been lonely, but the reason wasn’t the food.
The car in front of me made a u-turn, probably heading back to that gas
station. But I preferred to risk the diner than to burn gas and go nowhere on
the highway. Or far worse, eat warmed-over convenience store burritos. I
would rather have starved.
So I pulled my truck into the lot to one side of the building. I did my best
to park between two of the dividing lines, though I could barely see them
under the rapidly collecting snow. I pushed out into the swirling wind, not
bothering with the hood on my canvas coat. My boots left tracks in the white
on my way to the diner’s door.
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