“Ha,” he says, clapping his hands. “My granddaughter Clara calls this the Maroon Boat. Well, I guess it can feel like a big boat at times. Please, let me take you where you need to go. It’d be nice to have company for a change.”
Megan glances up and down the road. How long would she have to wait to find someone to take her where she wants? And, of course, right where she wants to go. Just because her final destination is the Twin Cities, that encompasses a huge area, from the cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul and all of the surrounding suburbs, and the chances of finding just one ride there is slim.
“What’s your name?” she asks.