"So why'd you fly in anyway? I lived in the mountains I'd never want to leave," Tina admitted.
"Believe me, I didn't want to come here," Brent said, carefully negotiating around a fender bender at an intersection.
"OMG, that, that's Davy!" Tina squealed, waving to a police officer as he stood, looking absolutely miserable in the bitter cold as two middle aged men yelled at one another for causing the accident.
Davy did not react to Tina's waving; his attention was focused on keeping the two drivers apart while he tried to sort out the origin of the accident. Tina fished her cell phone out, snapped a picture of the officer, then sent it to a phone number.
"You sure about this?" Brent asked as he could see the 'Welcome to Tennessee' sign ahead.
He could not actually see the sign's words
