Weston Ranch, Fisher's Story
“Claire said quietly, aware of Fisher’s simmering irritation.
“Jesus, Claire! You are the smartest woman I know. Give you a map and you turn into a lost idiot,” he snapped.
“Don’t call me names,”
“I’m sorry sweetheart. It’s just late. We were supposed to be there an hour ago, and now we lost in the middle of nowhere,” Jake sighed, rubbing his eyes.
Claire looked down at her map again and then at the useless GPS that obviously doesn’t work. They left late in the afternoon, and now... it was well after midnight. They were both cranky and extremely tired. All this snapping at each other wasn’t doing any good. She gave up driving and let Fisher drive about two hours ago.
“We can stop for the night. There has to be a town coming up somewhere soon. In the morning, we can ask for directions,” she tried to boost his dismal mood.
“I haven’t seen a house, let alone a hotel for the last fifty miles.MoreLess
“Jesus, Claire! You are the smartest woman I know. Give you a map and you turn into a lost idiot,” he snapped.
“Don’t call me names,”
“I’m sorry sweetheart. It’s just late. We were supposed to be there an hour ago, and now we lost in the middle of nowhere,” Jake sighed, rubbing his eyes.
Claire looked down at her map again and then at the useless GPS that obviously doesn’t work. They left late in the afternoon, and now... it was well after midnight. They were both cranky and extremely tired. All this snapping at each other wasn’t doing any good. She gave up driving and let Fisher drive about two hours ago.
“We can stop for the night. There has to be a town coming up somewhere soon. In the morning, we can ask for directions,” she tried to boost his dismal mood.
“I haven’t seen a house, let alone a hotel for the last fifty miles.MoreLess
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