As Danny drove down the freeway, he wondered how many times he’d traveled this route on his way to the city to see his family and aunt. Now that she was gone, he doubted he’d go in as frequently. She had become the main reason for his visits.
He knew all the rest stops along the way in both directions. He’d visited every single one. Never being brave enough to actually cruise them, Danny contented himself just to fantasize about the handsome fellow-travelers and hunky truckers he’d see. His flights of fantasy which included nights spent in the back of a trucker’s cab, holding someone close in the backseat of a car in an out-of-the-way corner of the darkened parking lot, or side trips to nearby local motels, all related to his search for someone with whom to spend his life. His rational mi
