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A Reality Check

... semi-auto hand gun in a holster which simply clipped to my belt. Now that I was prepared I opened the door and stepped out and once I felt OK I gave Iris the word to step out as well. After I was several feet out from the door Iris stepped out while I started to walk towards the back of the RV and towards the building. I wanted to check it out and walk around the building first before I got busy rigging things to pump fuel. I was getting that feeling like I was being watched even though I tried to convince myself it was slight paranoia. I turned and pointed at the RV and told Iris that I wanted her to go back inside and let me check things first. She didn't want to do that which made her stand there with her slightly bulging belly and hang her head down. I was adamant and forcefully pointed towards the RV and looked at her sternly as she looked back up at me. I pulled the strap on my weapon to let it swing from my back to hang in front of my stomach to be in easy reach. Iris reluctantly turned and walked back inside and closed the door. I turned and walked around the RV then straight to the building and while I walked I could swear I was being watched from behind but I ignored it and first walked around the building before entering the front door to walk inside. I had two purposes in entering the gas station, one was to check the place out and the other was to get the key to unlock the cap on the underground fuel tank. With my weapon at the ready I walked through the store ...

... then around the counter, I fished the flashlight from my pocket and switched it one before going through the door into a back room which was the station office. Searching the office for the keys and just generally looking around I heard a rumble that sounded like a large but distant engine being revved up. I walked out from the office then to the counter to look outside just as our RV was pulling away. "SHIT", I said as I slapped the counter. I ran around the counter and across the store hitting the front door in a full run. I ran hard getting as close as 30' from the back of the trailer as our rig left the parking lot and onto the street. I stopped in the middle of the street and watched as the rig sped away at full throttle, my mind was racing trying to figure out what was happening while trying to figure out what to do. I stood there for several seconds thinking as the RV became more and more distant then it hit me that there were cars everywhere. I ran back to the parking lot to the first car I reached and looked in, NO KEYS. Running to the next car then the next and the next and the next I couldn't believe there wasn't one car that had keys in it, "FUCK" !, I yelled in extreme anger while looking around to broaden my car search for a vehicle. I was breathing hard from running, my searching and my anxiety but this was only one parking lot with cars. I ran next door to the fast food place and started searching each car for keys and I found it inconceivable that not one car ...