"Going My Way?" A Short Story (Patreon)

Claire had been standing out on the side of the road for hours. Aside from the obvious imposition she posed to the flow of traffic, she didn't stand too much of a chance of hitching a ride any time soon, despite the attempted help of random passersby. Her hope was all but lost, when she saw it: could it really be? Yes! Cresting over the hill of the quiet country road, a flat-bed truck had clicked on its emergency flashers and was easing its way onto the shoulder. She might get home by sundown after all — assuming she was able to be hefted aboard!