Truck

The big rig rumbled down the interstate, its engine a low, insistent growl. Its chrome-plated grill gleamed in the sunlight, reflecting the endless expanse of asphalt stretching out before it. Inside the cab, the driver, a weathered man with calloused hands, gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road. The truck’s interior was a world of its own, a spartan space filled with the scent of diesel and worn leather.