*A/N: Alright, so if your already reading this far, thank you so much! I've got good plans for this novel and I hope they continue to go through my head as you continue to fly through these chapters. :> Of course, right now not much is happening, but I hope you have enough interest to continue. Don't forget to look at the character pictures! : A/N*
Ben sat behind the wheel of his old truck, smoking a cigarette and watching the rain stream down the windshield in light splatters. Although it was only ten o'clock at night, the convenience store parking lot was almost completely deserted. There wasn't even anyone parked at the gas station pumps, despite the heavy traffic passing by on the interstate behind him.
Seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, Ben turned his head, watching as an old Honda pulled into a parking spot that was two spaces down from him. Because the guy who was driving was staring over at him with a glare in his eyes, Ben didn't have to see the familiar young woman climbing out of the passenger seat to know who he was. He looked away in the other direction, not just because he didn't want to see her with another guy, but because he didn't want to watch her move her seat forward and lean into the backseat to retrieve the large cardboard box with his stuff in it.
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