chapter 2

And then, a couple days later, on the way home from work, they did.

I was passing by the library, when I saw here leaving. I pulled up to the sidewalk.

"Do you want a ride?"

"Yes."

"I 've got some donuts..."

As she sat down, she reached down and unfastened the top button of her shorts. As we drove down the road, we started to talk.

"Do you go to the library often?"

"Yes, I'm trying to write a book. I take my laptop and get on the internet for a while. Their book selection is better. They have a time limit, so I go to restaurants and other places to get on the internet. I think I've been spending a little too much time at the food places..."

"Why do you say that?"

"The restaurants don't have a time limit like the library does, but you have to eat to stay, and I'm outgrowing my clothes."

"You look great to me..."

"That's sweet, but I'm down to two pairs of shorts and a pair of pants. I'm going to have to find some new clothes pretty soon." She lifted her shirt up a bit and patted her belly for emphasis. It looked fine to me...

"You still look great to me. So, how did that work out the day I picked you up?"

"Eating?"

" Yes. You looked like you were going to pop when you got out. How did you eat more?"

"I didn't eat for a while that day. I had to pick my computer up from having it upgraded, then I went to the Library, and caught the bus home."

"Do you usually take the bus?"

"Yes, but I was running late that day and missed it. I was headed back home when I happened to see you pumping gas, and thought you looked safe."

"What kind of book are you writing?"

"My book is about the parks in the state - lakes, hiking trails, that sort of thing. I'm also working on a blog. I thought maybe if I had a food blog, I could get a little bit of a break at restaurants. I also have a couple other projects I'm working on. I worked full-time for five years, and saved everything I could, so I could take some time off and try to make it as a writer. What brings you this way?"

"I work at a repair shop in town. We mainly work on cars, but occasionally I get to work on a full-size truck from the gas drilling companies. In my spare time, I'm also working on a novel, a couple of technical books, and a few other projects. I pass through on my way to work every morning, maybe if you miss the bus again, I could give you a ride. I know a fair amount about the state parks, too..."

"That could work out. Do you usually carry donuts with you?

"Yes. Sometimes, that is breakfast. Other times, a snack for the trip."

She managed to eat two donuts as we talked.

"I really should stop eating these, but they taste so good." By the time we got back to town, she had finished two more of them.

"Where would you like for me to drop you off?"

"I can get out at the bus stop."

"Hmmm, looks like I'm going to have to stop sometime and get some gas."

"It was nice riding with you. Wait til morning to get some gas..."

As she got out, I gave her the other two donuts in the box. As I pulled away, I saw her wave and turn.