To Confront or Not to Confront
Watching things unfold, I felt torn between stepping in to back up the trucker and letting him handle his affairs.
The urge to challenge bullies like Jake and Travis was strong, but something told me the trucker didn’t need my help.
Perhaps this was a personal matter, something only he could resolve. I crossed my arms, settling to watch like everyone else.
Maybe he would surprise us all, turning this strange encounter on its head.