As soon as he pulled up alongside the cab, the driver looked out at him.As soon as he pulled up alongside the cab, the driver looked out at him. "You're a fuckin' boy? You looked like a girl back there. Too fuckin' bad," he pulled away from the window and Rafael heard the diesel engine gather rev's and the whine of the turbocharger, then the gears engaged and the truck pulled away. "Fuckin' shit head," Rafael shouted as loudly as he could. He went back to the intersection again. He was nearly ready to give in and forget about hitching a ride back to Miami. More cars came past, then another truck. He didn't lift his hand for it. The boy yawned sleepily and leaned back carefully against the metal guardrail. He was very tired. |