Lariette and Ruediger walked around the area for a little bit before resuming their journey. Like before, they shared stories as the truck glided down the expressway with a vast greenery surrounding them.
The road stretched endlessly ahead, bathed in the golden glow of the morning sun. The distant fields rolled across the landscape, occasionally dotted with farmhouses and grazing animals.
Tapping her fingers on the steering wheel, Lariette reminded herself to stop every hour. At least, Ruediger could stretch and rest his back. She wouldn't reapply the ointment until they reached home to allow it time to absorb.
"Lettie, it's your turn."
"Huh? What? My turn?"
Lariette was taken aback when Ruediger, sitting comfortably in the reclined seat, threw those words to her. She glanced at him, her brows arching.
