Chapter 18: Chapter 18: Meeting at Our Spot

Felicity

Felicity thanked Weston for the information. She also let him know she was going to talk to Gary about this. Weston didn't argue. Not that he could anyhow.

She walked back to her truck and realized her tire was flat.

"Odd. How did this go flat in the short time I have been here?" she said as she bent down to inspect the tire.

There was an almost undetectable hole punctured in the tire that was still slowly seeping out air. Clearly, whoever did this had just left. Probably saw her coming.

What was going on? Nothing in this town was feeling right. Not that it had in a long time, but somehow it felt as if a huge dark cloud was looming, ready to let loose the storm of the century on her life at any given moment.

She wished Weston hadn't already driven away. She felt so alone.

Just when she was about to call for help, she saw a vehicle slowly approach out of the corner of her eye.

Well, wishes must come true, because it was Weston.