Questing for a Dream by P.D. Workman

Author:P.D. Workman [Workman, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: pd workman

It was very late, or very early when Nadie got to the edge of the city. She stood at the last streetlight, her thumb out. Beyond the halo of light from the streetlight, it was pitch black.

Her anxiety should have been enough to keep her awake, but Nadie had been sleep-starved for so long, that even doing something so risky, she was dozing on her feet. She still had some of the caffeine pills that Holly had been giving her. She downed two of them, hoping they would keep her alert enough to get a safe ride and prevent her from falling asleep as soon as the vehicle started moving. She needed to stay aware of what was going on around her.

It wasn’t long before a pick-up truck pulled over, and the window was cranked down. Nadie saw that the driver and passenger were both Indigenous men in their thirties or forties. The passenger looked her over and gave her a smile, several teeth missing from the wide grin.

“Hello, sister,” he greeted. “Headed west?”

That much was obvious since Nadie was standing beside the westbound lanes.

“No, it’s okay. You guys go ahead.”

He drew down his brows, a squiggly wrinkle appearing over his nose. “Go ahead? You’re hitching, we stopped to give you a ride. There’s plenty of room; I’ll move over.”

Nadie shook her head. “No. Thanks. I changed my mind.”

“We’re not good enough to pick you up? You’re waiting for some rich white dude?”

“No.”

The driver was swearing and made sure that Nadie could hear the curses and the names he was calling her.

“You think any respectable man is going to stop to pick up a tramp like you?” the passenger demanded, his voice rising in anger.

Nadie took another step back from the car to ensure she was out of his reach if he decided to try to grab her and force her into the vehicle. If he got out of the car, she would run. Even if it meant abandoning her gear, she would get out of there.

“Sorry,” she repeated.

The truck pulled away, spraying gravel while the passenger continued to yell at her and made a gesture out the window before pulling back into the flow of traffic.

Nadie breathed out. Her heart was pounding, and she was no longer tired.

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