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Harlan pulled his truck off the main road onto another that was no wider than a single vehicle. It was unpaved just as the last twenty miles had been, but this road was much bumpier. Tina gritted her teeth and held onto the door rest trying to keep her full bladder from erupting.
“Damn, those are some deep potholes,” she said after Harlan hit one hard.
“Sorry,” he said, “truck needs new shocks.”
Despite the dropping temperature that had accompanied night fall, Tina was sweating. It wasn’t only from the pressure of needing to urinate, but also because her stomach was queasy. She swallowed often, belched with a closed mouth tasting the green tea she’d consumed earlier that evening.
Finally, she could relax some. Not far in the distance, she could see lights and the outline of an RV and other vehicles as well as buildings and some fencing.
“Is that Bette’s place?” she asked.
“Her grandmother’s, Mary Dee’s, yep.” Harlan slowed as he passed through an iron gate. “Hey listen, what I told you earlier about Bette and her girlfriend…remember, she’s still upset, so don’t bring it up, okay?”
“Also, you go ahead up to the door. They’re expecting you. I need to get my fifth-wheel hooked up.”
“Aren’t you coming in to introduce me?” Tina began to tap her foot; the need to pee was unbearable.
“Thing is, Grandmother and I had some words a few weeks back. It’s better if I don’t go in.”
Tina unbuckled her seat belt and put her hand on the door handle even before Harlan had come to a stop. “Okay, whatever, I gotta pee like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Well, we got toilets.”
Three large dogs lumbered toward the slowing truck, they barked as Harlan pulled into the open area yards from a double-wide mobile home. Next to it was a cone shaped building of wood and packed mud. Parked in a row twenty yards from the house stood a fifth-wheel trailer along with the RV Tina had spotted from the road. There was a compact pickup truck, a full-sized truck, and an SUV parked there as well. Farther, past the two buildings, a wooden shed stood, and beyond that Tina could make out a fence and something moving behind it. That’s when she noticed the outhouse.