Road Head and a Get out of Jail Free card

Photo by Thiago Rebouças on Unsplash

The road seemed endless. Flat, straight, it stretched on for miles to the point that the car seemed like it wasn’t even moving. The fields of corn lining both sides of the road added to the illusion that we were standing still even as I looked down at the speedometer and noted it read seventy-five. That two-lane road would turn out to be the bane of my existence on the trip.

Eroticlit by Casey Holt

Eroticlit by Casey Holt

Casey Holt — Writer. Photographer. Born wanderer with a gypsy soul.