Somewhere outside of Tahoma the van pulled to a stop, letting Leroy hop out, they were turning left and he needed more than anything to go right. Slowly walking down the road with his bag he had to laugh at his trip across country. He took it on as a dare from his buddies. They said he had to do it in a dress, to see if he could get all the way back home. Seeing more cars coming, Leroy dusted more of the glitter off his dress and stuck out his thumb, hoping the next ride was just as great!
The semi pulling up was almost threatening, but he had always heard good things about truckers, here was to hoping they were right.
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