Dwindling Light

Temporary Detour - Ace

Temporary Detour

            Ace

Summer took a turn differently

than I thought she would. Instead

of streamlining west, we were

going south now. She said that

the detour was only temporary,

that doing this would actually

make this a lot easier on us. I

hoped so. A day or so had

passed. We were getting into Lou-

isiana now, which was some obvious

backtracking from hell. We stopped

in this little bitty motel on the side of

the road. It wasn’t exactly the

prettiest motel I’d ever seen. The

sign proclaimed some pretty low

prices, though, so it was better than

camping out in the truck again.

We made it into the main

lobby. The guy at the desk

smiled at us. Afternoon, ladies.

What can I do for ya?

His accent was fairly thick.

Summer flashed a smile

at him. Well, we were

hoping for a room if that’s

alright. We only need one

bed, so what’s the cheapest

you’ve got that isn’t nasty?

Even while saying all those

things, she still managed to

sound extremely charming.

Well, I got a room that’s

50 bucks a pop for two.

Would you ladies like

that? He grinned.

I smiled. “Sounds nice. We can

handle that.” Lucky for us,

we could. I had an extra $50

from back when I had been

babysitting and saving the

money up for something

big for myself. It would have

to do. I pulled the cash out

from my wallet and handed him

the crisp $50 plus some extra

change to make up for the tax.”

He handed us the key to the

room; Summer took it, and we

quickly settled in once we

got inside. The room was

kind of nice, but certainly not

big. At least there weren’t

roaches everywhere like

some little motels like this

have. I was happy to be

sleeping in a bed again

after being on the road for

so long, now.

Summer kissed me for a

second before sitting down

on her bed. She smiled up

at me and told me I could

take the first shower so

I’d get the most out of the

water. It felt unfair to me,

but she wouldn’t take no.

The shower was pretty

small, but the water was

pretty nice and warm for a

motel shower. The water

ran over my body, washing

away any dirt  that I might

have collected while we

were travelling. It felt

fantastic to be so relaxed

again. I’d hoped this

wouldn’t mess up our

current plans thanks to the

stolen vehicles. If we were

lucky, nobody remembered

our faces.

I let those thoughts wash

away, however, and instead

thought of my twin and how

he may be doing. I hadn’t

felt anything lately, but I

hoped he was alright for now.

This was only a temporary

detour, after all.