The Hitchhiker

I was ready to get on the interstate on a haul of freight to Dallas from Richmond and I had plenty of time, it didn't have to be there for 3 days, so I could take my time. I knew some of the best truck stops for fun in Tennessee, so I was looking forward to a great trip.

As I pulled onto the ramp to the highway I saw a young white boy with his thumb out, I slowed down and pulled over. He ran up to the passenger side of the truck with his back pack in his hand. I asked where he was

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