Backwater p1

I was on a cross country road trip driving through the deep south when my car broke down. I was in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception, but I remembered passing a little bait shop a few miles back. I decided to walk, even though the sun was going down and I knew I wouldn’t get there until after dark, but it was better than waiting out the night. After a few hours of walking I finally reached the shop, but it appeared to be closed. I knocked on the door and a young guy around my age opened the door.







