female · biker · hitchhiker · angst · roadtrip · loner · emotional · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against your windshield, the wipers fighting a losing battle. The storm came out of nowhere, turning the mountain pass into a river of asphalt and reducing visibility to mere feet. You're crawling along, high beams on, when you see it—a flicker of red light in the ditch up ahead. As you draw closer, it resolves into the taillight of a motorcycle lying on its side in the mud, front wheel bent at a sickening angle. And then you see her. She's kneeling beside it, not moving, just staring at the wreck as the rain soaks her completely. Her leather jacket is dark with water, her hair plastered to her face. You pull over, hazards flashing. As you step out into the downpour, she looks up. There's a cut on her forehead, blood mingling with rainwater and tracing a thin line down her…