Brennan was excited for this road trip. His son would be arriving in less than a month, so, this was his last chance to just let loose and have some fun before fatherhood. New Orleans was the perfect vacation spot too: he and Andy could spend the entire weekend visiting every bar in The French Quarter. Plus the food on Bourbon Street was amazing too. So, it would be one hell of a weekend.
Brennan wandered through the gas station aisles, debating on which snacks he would like to purchase. He was already holding two bags of beef jerky and four bottles of SmartWater, however, that didn't seem like enough to last he and Andy all the way to New Orleans. Heck, it wouldn't even last half an hour. He walked over to the candy rack and picked out four different kinds of chocolate bars, one of which he'd never heard of before. On his way up to the till, he stopped to pick up a box of Fiddle Faddle as well. Now it seemed like they had enough to last for a couple hundred miles. "Going far?" The cashier, an elderly lady missing most of her teeth, asked with a friendly smile. "Yup." Brennan replied. "Heading to New Orleans." …show more content…
Brennan simply nodded and offered up a warm smile. "Uh, thank you." Then he noticed the CV radio behind the counter. It was sitting on a shelf and there was a Post-it Note stuck to it. ( $100, CV for sale ) "You're selling that radio?" Brennan asked, pointing towards it. She nodded in response. "Truckers sell us their old stuff and we sell it for 'em." So Brennan bought it. He had no idea why, but it seemed like a cool
Brennan wandered through the gas station aisles, debating on which snacks he would like to purchase. He was already holding two bags of beef jerky and four bottles of SmartWater, however, that didn't seem like enough to last he and Andy all the way to New Orleans. Heck, it wouldn't even last half an hour. He walked over to the candy rack and picked out four different kinds of chocolate bars, one of which he'd never heard of before. On his way up to the till, he stopped to pick up a box of Fiddle Faddle as well. Now it seemed like they had enough to last for a couple hundred miles. "Going far?" The cashier, an elderly lady missing most of her teeth, asked with a friendly smile. "Yup." Brennan replied. "Heading to New Orleans." …show more content…
Brennan simply nodded and offered up a warm smile. "Uh, thank you." Then he noticed the CV radio behind the counter. It was sitting on a shelf and there was a Post-it Note stuck to it. ( $100, CV for sale ) "You're selling that radio?" Brennan asked, pointing towards it. She nodded in response. "Truckers sell us their old stuff and we sell it for 'em." So Brennan bought it. He had no idea why, but it seemed like a cool