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take the dog out. Let’s talk when we get there.”
“Alight, Frank. Talk to you then.”
Frank put his phone back into his pocket.
“They’re stopping for fuel, I take it?” Jane asked.
“Yes. You heard most of the conversation.”
“So what do we do?”
“I don’t know yet,” Frank said. “My gut tells me that we get over the border into Colorado, get a camp set up, and then bring the toad back here and look for them.”
“You sure that’s a good idea?”
“No, but we have to protect our own,” Frank said. “I think either one of them would do that for us.”
“Why don’t you try to get the Sheriff again when we get to Hanksville?” He might have seen something. He’s coming up the same way.”
“Good idea,” Frank said.
“I’ll turn on the radio and see if I can get a local station. It would be nice to know if things are going crazy in Hanksville.” She turned on the radio and hit the seek button.
“I’m going to call the Sheriff now. No reason to wait,” Frank said. He pulled his phone out again and dialed the number.
“Sheriff?”
“Hi, Frank, what’s up?”
“How are you doing?”
“Pretty good so far. Got past the switchbacks a few minutes ago. The road is damn near empty. I’m surprised. I thought there would be a lot of people trying to get the heck out of southern Utah.”
“Have you seen Earl’s pusher?”
“Nope, haven’t seen any other motor homes.”
“Shoot,” Frank said.
“What’s wrong?”
“They called Jerry when they were in Boulder getting fueled up. Jerry tried to call them a little later. He can’t raise either one of them.”
“Well, don’t worry yet. There are some parts of this drive where there’s no cell coverage, you know.”
“Any of that left between you and Hanksville?”
“Yeah, it’s going to be a little spotty.”
“Well, maybe that’s the problem,” Frank said. “I hope so.”
“You’re stopping in Hanksville?”
“Yeah. Some of us need to get fuel.”
“Good little town. There’s a big truck stop there that caters to RVs, and they have a good diner too. Been there many times on my way to Colorado. They have propane and a dump station, too.”
“That’s probably where we’ll end up. Jerry’s got a pusher, so he’s going to need diesel.”
“Yeah, Charlie too.”
“Well, we are almost on top of the town now,” Frank said. “I’d better get off.”
“Okay, see you later, Frank.”
Frank put his phone back in his pocket.
“He hasn’t seen them,” Frank said to Jane.
“I was afraid of that.”
“Did you notice any spots where you lost cell coverage between Boulder and here?”
“No, but I wasn’t on my phone for some long stretches…especially back in there where all the pretty rock formations were. And I slept for a while too, remember?”
“Oh, yeah,” Frank said. “The Sheriff said there were a few places that had no coverage. If that’s all this is, we’ll be able to contact them eventually.”
“There’s the off-ramp. Look at that big truck stop.”
“Yep, the Sheriff said there was a good one here.”
Frank put on his turn signal a little early, to make sure that the rigs behind him got the idea. He slowed, and got ready to get on the off ramp. Lucy got out of bed and started to get excited.
“She really needs to go,” Jane said.
“Not surprised, it’s been a while now. She’s been good.”
“Yes, she has,” Jane said.
The rig went down the ramp, and stopped at the light. Jerry was up ahead of him, his right turn blinker on. He made his turn, and pulled into the truck stop. Frank followed him in, and went over the gas RV lane, which was a few lanes over from where Jerry pulled in.
Frank got out of his seat and stretched, pushing on his lower back with his hand.
Jane opened the door and got out with Lucy. They made a bee-line for a grass section, watching out for other rigs coming in.
Looks like the whole group has stopped
, she thought to herself. There
“Alight, Frank. Talk to you then.”
Frank put his phone back into his pocket.
“They’re stopping for fuel, I take it?” Jane asked.
“Yes. You heard most of the conversation.”
“So what do we do?”
“I don’t know yet,” Frank said. “My gut tells me that we get over the border into Colorado, get a camp set up, and then bring the toad back here and look for them.”
“You sure that’s a good idea?”
“No, but we have to protect our own,” Frank said. “I think either one of them would do that for us.”
“Why don’t you try to get the Sheriff again when we get to Hanksville?” He might have seen something. He’s coming up the same way.”
“Good idea,” Frank said.
“I’ll turn on the radio and see if I can get a local station. It would be nice to know if things are going crazy in Hanksville.” She turned on the radio and hit the seek button.
“I’m going to call the Sheriff now. No reason to wait,” Frank said. He pulled his phone out again and dialed the number.
“Sheriff?”
“Hi, Frank, what’s up?”
“How are you doing?”
“Pretty good so far. Got past the switchbacks a few minutes ago. The road is damn near empty. I’m surprised. I thought there would be a lot of people trying to get the heck out of southern Utah.”
“Have you seen Earl’s pusher?”
“Nope, haven’t seen any other motor homes.”
“Shoot,” Frank said.
“What’s wrong?”
“They called Jerry when they were in Boulder getting fueled up. Jerry tried to call them a little later. He can’t raise either one of them.”
“Well, don’t worry yet. There are some parts of this drive where there’s no cell coverage, you know.”
“Any of that left between you and Hanksville?”
“Yeah, it’s going to be a little spotty.”
“Well, maybe that’s the problem,” Frank said. “I hope so.”
“You’re stopping in Hanksville?”
“Yeah. Some of us need to get fuel.”
“Good little town. There’s a big truck stop there that caters to RVs, and they have a good diner too. Been there many times on my way to Colorado. They have propane and a dump station, too.”
“That’s probably where we’ll end up. Jerry’s got a pusher, so he’s going to need diesel.”
“Yeah, Charlie too.”
“Well, we are almost on top of the town now,” Frank said. “I’d better get off.”
“Okay, see you later, Frank.”
Frank put his phone back in his pocket.
“He hasn’t seen them,” Frank said to Jane.
“I was afraid of that.”
“Did you notice any spots where you lost cell coverage between Boulder and here?”
“No, but I wasn’t on my phone for some long stretches…especially back in there where all the pretty rock formations were. And I slept for a while too, remember?”
“Oh, yeah,” Frank said. “The Sheriff said there were a few places that had no coverage. If that’s all this is, we’ll be able to contact them eventually.”
“There’s the off-ramp. Look at that big truck stop.”
“Yep, the Sheriff said there was a good one here.”
Frank put on his turn signal a little early, to make sure that the rigs behind him got the idea. He slowed, and got ready to get on the off ramp. Lucy got out of bed and started to get excited.
“She really needs to go,” Jane said.
“Not surprised, it’s been a while now. She’s been good.”
“Yes, she has,” Jane said.
The rig went down the ramp, and stopped at the light. Jerry was up ahead of him, his right turn blinker on. He made his turn, and pulled into the truck stop. Frank followed him in, and went over the gas RV lane, which was a few lanes over from where Jerry pulled in.
Frank got out of his seat and stretched, pushing on his lower back with his hand.
Jane opened the door and got out with Lucy. They made a bee-line for a grass section, watching out for other rigs coming in.
Looks like the whole group has stopped
, she thought to herself. There
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