Devil's Girl: Dust Bowl Devils MC - Plot & Excerpts
And then we drove. I was secretly thrilled that he was bringing me along instead of making me stay home no matter what Bill said. If I was living one minute at a time, then I had a whole lot of minutes of a road trip to live in first. As I pulled out onto the highway behind him, I thought I might have made a mistake. Being alone scared me. But with the sun on my skin, the wind blowing through my windows, the open road and my view of Theo’s back - my brain quieted. The gun tucked into the back of my jeans added an extra sense of security, too. I rummaged through the glove compartment where I stored most of my favorite cassettes. The truck was old, and they sounded pretty awful after years and years of use. But they belonged to my father before me. Dealing with flipping the tape, holding down the fast-forward button, using a pencil to turn and fix loose ribbons - it was all part of the ritual. “Blowing into it isn’t going to help, you’re just getting the dust further in there.”
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