In my last post, I wistfully mentioned wishing we could put a GPS tracker in her truck. Sigh for the good old days when I did that right and left.
But, as if that would have worked with Speed Demon. She never went back to her truck. Someone must have stashed a motorcycle for her among those windmills, because she’s on one now. And she’s not on the Interstate anymore either.
Strattera has a theory about where she’s going, and so we’re going to “follow ahead” by ensconcing ourselves there. Wish us luck! — Flyss (continued here)