Well here we go again. Ronnie had been waiting at the roadside dinner for hours. Not a single car had stopped, not for him but for any reason. He would periodically turn around to see if the neon sign was still on. There it was flickering away, on and off and buzzing angrily. He heard the distant thunder rumble in the sky. Great, it would soon be raining and he without an umbrella. Sighing, he mused to himself, Never should have come out here.
For the life of him, Ronnie seemed to have forgotten why he came out here in the first place. He believed he was supposed to be here and probably to meet someone. But he seemed to have forgotten who he was supposed to be meeting. Resting his back against the Rest Stop Diner while he mulled it over. A family member? Well he had been estranged from his family for almost a year now. With the holidays coming, a reunion might be overdue. An old friend perhaps?