The warning light flashed red again. Samantha sighed and pulled over, getting out of the dirty white Ford Focus, glancing along the road. Nothing but desert.
A shape appeared in the distance, a speck swelling into the form of a big rig through the heat haze. It pulled up alongside her and sat idling, covering her in shadow. The window on the passenger’s side went down.
“Your oil is drained,” a man drawled.
"What? How do you know?"
"I drained it. ‘Bout thirty minutes back at that rest stop. You won't need it anymore."
She heard the stranger’s door open.
Author bio: Sean Sam is a writer from the east coast. His most recent work appeared in The Corner Club Press. He graduated from Virginia Commonwealth University.
Desert is part of 101 Fiction issue 8.
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