He's found us. We have to move.
We've been avoiding him for almost two weeks. We see him in the oncoming traffic lane, or pulled off on the side of the road in rest areas and parking lots. Sometimes he even passes us going in the same direction, but pretends like he doesn't even recognize us.
Today he's in the truck parking area of the casino. I spotted him while I was walking Gab, but I think he didn't see me. But he knows we're here. Somewhere.
Like Dennis Weaver in "Duel", we're being pursued by a semi truck. Not a fuel tanker this time - even worse. This truck is a Wal*Mart truck. I don't know how he always seems to know where we're going let alone get there ahead of us, but somehow he does. Just when we think we've lost him, there he is again.
Also like the semi in "Duel", the demon Wal*Mart truck is often driverless. It was this morning, and it has often been when we've spotted it in rest areas and parking lots. Sometimes it tries to fool us with a mannikin or something in the driver's seat, but we know it's not real because we never get a good look. God knows what horrible things are taking place in that windowless sleeper box, though. I shudder to even think of it.
Which is why we have to get away. North, I think - that'll fool him. Until now we've been moving south, so the change in direction just might throw him off... for a while. Somewhere where there's lot of traffic, and maybe we can hide in the crowds. Near a big city like... Phoenix... for example... maybe just on the outskirts a bit in a place like... Maricopa. He wouldn't think of looking for us in a place like that, would he?
OH MY GOD I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING. What if he reads this blog - then he'll know! But wait - trucks can't read. Or maybe demon trucks can. Just in case, WE'VE CHANGED OUR MINDS. WE'VE DECIDED NOT TO GO NORTH. WE WILL PROCEED IN A SOUTHEASTERLY DIRECTION THROUGH NEW MEXICO AND TEXAS, AND EVENTUALLY ALL THE WAY OUT INTO THE GULF OF MEXICO WHERE WE'LL PARK UNDER 400 FEET OF WATER. Hope that worked. Pray for us just in case.
1 week ago
4 comments:
Vic, do everyone a big favour - especially yourself. Slowly roll down the window and let some fresh air into the motorhome, then take a deep breath, repeat this until you can think clear again. If this doesn't work then slowly raise your hand and slap yourself until you've come back to reality. Things getting a bit slow Vic, huh?
Love the play by play.
Marvin & Norma
Oh my God and too think u have a few more weeks of Holidays. I agree with Marvin or u can get Don to slap you...No just wait Marvin i will be there in a couple days and i will slap some reality back in him. Be safe guys on your way back north.(never know when the Wal-Mart truck will get u)
The Walmart truck is following you?!?! Thats not a bad thing dad! I wish the Walmart truck followed us in the United States of America...if only we were so lucky...lol...
Ps. Bella's second tooth is in...which means she now bites the spoon when i try to put pablum in her mouth...lol)
I don't think i've ever seen vic out of it so much, you going to go through deep depresstion when you get here you know that right? I feel for poor poor gabs and mojo, i could only imagine what think happened to their dad. Thank god wendys on her way soon.....
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