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TrOLL Road
TrOLL Road
TrOLL Road
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TrOLL Road

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A lone traveler with a case of road rage finds himself on a long antiquated toll road while heading home from a visit with family. Toby is irritated about the wasted trip, and only cares about work. In his rush, he breaks all the rules of driving, and tries to cut off some time by taking the toll road. He soon realizes something is off with the booth attendants and things start getting weird. When he is not able to produce enough cash to pay his toll, Toby is not allowed to pass, and things start getting out of control. Will Toby be able to make somebody understand reasoning, or is there more to the toll booth attendants than meets the eye?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTina Stickles
Release dateJan 21, 2015
ISBN9781310225611
TrOLL Road
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Tina Stickles

Tina Stickles is author of two e-books, TrOLL Road and Moonshiner's Revenge, and has a couple of projects in the works. Tina lives in East Texas with her loving husband, and works full time as a pediatric nurse. She is a proud member of the East Texas Writer's Guild.

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TrOLL Road - Tina Stickles

TrOLL Road

By Tina Stickles

Copyright 2015 Tina Stickles

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Acknowledgements

I just want to say thank you to my husband, Terry for his support. I also want to thank my friends who critiqued and proofread this for me: Martha, Jennifer, and Janice. I owe a huge thank you to Janice Ernest for your mentoring, and the biggest thanks to the One who made it possible.

Come on! Toby turned to give the driver of the little blue Honda a dirty look as he passed. I do not have time for this. It was already late Sunday afternoon and he had another four hours to drive. He shook his head and muttered as he changed lanes to avoid being stuck behind an eighteen wheeler going five miles under the speed limit.

Toby had had no intentions of going to his parents’ house for their little get together this weekend. He was a busy man. Besides, he hated getting caught in the middle of all the drama that was an inevitable part of visiting his family. As usual, though, he was guilted into it. It wasn’t that he didn’t try to get out of going. Somehow they always made him out to be some self-centered creep who did not care about his family. I am sick of their mind games. He tapped his finger on the steering wheel while thinking about the weekend he had endured.

He let out an exasperated breath. He had reports to turn in at work tomorrow. He would be up late tonight finishing them now. He had wanted to see his Kate, his girlfriend, this weekend. He thought maybe he would at least get a few minutes with her this evening, but obviously that was not going to happen. Thanks, family.

Breaking through the traffic, Toby stomped on the gas pedal, sending the needle on the speedometer running. He had to try to make good time. There was a new turnpike that stretched almost all the way through the state, from south to north. He was told it would cut some time off his trip. Maybe he would be able to salvage some of his evening.

Ding ding. Toby reached for his phone

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