Today was the day that Julia moved into a new city.
"I am originally from Fort Hood." She told the truck driver who has offered to give her a ride. He was passing through anyway, and he didn't mind some eye-candy the likes of Julia. He had a soft spot for curly-headed blondes. His daughter was cherubim in the same way.
"I've been through there a few times," he replies. "I think I may have dropped off some lumber in that area, even. Get many logging trucks around there?"
She wasn't typically paying attention to the trucks passing through. Her typical daily agenda consisted of training, working for the mess hall, and sleeping. She'd left just in the nick of time. 'Her Day' would have caught up to her, had she stayed.
"So why are you headed to Johnsonville?"
"Why not?"
"Well, no need to get snippy. I'm just wondering if you have any plans."
"I have family." She didn't.
"Oh, that's good. Don't like the the thought of seeing a young woman like you travelling the country without a livelihood. You must be sixteen, right?"
"Yea, about that."
He gathered that she wasn't in much of a mood to talk about it, and stopped before she bit his head off.
It wasn't long before they arrived at city and he dropped her off on the main road nearest to the university. He waved her off and went on his way.
Onward, he headed to the next city, where he would meet his next daughter, and she would resemble many others from his past.
Perhaps a village in Texas would bare him more toe-headed sweethearts who he could try to save.
But, just like his late daughter from years ago, none of them listened, and all of them were lost.
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