Decisions, Decisions

The trucker finished fueling, that same calm smile never leaving his face. Without so much as a glance toward Jake or Travis, he climbed back into his rig, started the engine, and for a second, it looked like that would be the end of it.

The whole place seemed to hold its breath as everyone was caught between relief and disappointment. But then, just as quickly, the engine hands tucked casually into his pockets. He moved like a man who had already made up his mind. Heads turned, conversations died, and even Jake and Travis, so loud before, suddenly seemed much quieter.