I had been working there for 5 days. It was a roadside bar full of truckers, motorists but there were also the regulars. That night the bar had been quiet until she arrived. She was a truck driver in her 40s, with a smooth gait. She sat at the bar without asking for anything. Almost all the men in the bar approached her with proposals and she did not accept any of the proposals without saying words, just that look that said DON'T LIKE IT. According to what she told me, she had not always been a truck driver, in her country she was a princess without a throne and without wealth. Her family had tried to take advantage of her youth and her beauty to marry her off to a good match, but all to no avail. She was a free spirit, she did not imagine herself tied to a man, nor to an office job. That is why when she emigrated, she chose the job of truck driver, it allowed her to know every corner of this vast country. But the road was hard and more so for a woman. She had had to deal with muggers, smugglers, and stalkers. But nothing intimidated her, it would be her and her truck until one day death found her on the road. That night she was supposed to travel to the west coast but she was too tired to make the trip, so she stopped by the bar for something to eat and then she would sleep in the truck. He was at the bar until it closed, telling stories of his life. They were beautiful stories about the places she had been, whenever he went to a new place she stayed a few days to see the place. She also used to sleep in a bed and take a good hot bath. Because most of the time was spent in the truck. The next morning while I was cleaning the bar, two police officers entered investigating, they had found a woman raped and dead near the road, it was her. #originalcontent #writers #shortstories #fiction