He'd be driving on the road, he would slow down. You could hear his truck slowing down as he'd pull next to you. He would then roll his window down. In a husky voice Hey, there you need a ride? He'd turn his head to look at you, as you wouldn't answer him Hello? He'd ask, yet you'd just shake your head and reply "No I don't." he would then sigh, and speak once more. It's noon, the coyotes will be out soon, I already hear them yipping. As you denied once more, he got out, leaning back.
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