When we got to the rest stop it would just look like rain.” Maybe taking the pressure off your bladder would help with the… other thing. “Look if you have to go…” she looked at me as I trailed off. “Jess, if you want,” I just wanted to help her, and I didnt see any other way. She was openly fidgetting now, her hands planted firmly between her legs. The rain was still pounding outside, which I’m sure wasn’t helping. But three lanes were reduced to one, and things were moving slowly. It was a few more painful moments, but people started moving. Luckily it looked like they were almost done cleaning up the accident. “I don’t just have to pee…” Ah, that made things a little worse. “Let’s look around maybe there’s a bottle you can use?” I looked around but couldn’t see one. Why did this have to happen.” I gave her hand a squeeze. “You okay?” I asked, knowing it wouldn’t help. Needing a toilet when there wasn’t one, not a lot of fun. She seemed concentrated, but was fidgetting. She was looking out the passenger window. We sat in silence watching the police lights, the distant boom of thunder and car horns adding it’s own beat to the music. The pounding rain outside was doing nothing to kill the summer heat. “I know, I’ve seen some pictures,” she gave me a small kiss on the cheek, but seemed distracted. Babe,” I turned to her, “it’s honestly so beautiful. “Will certainly be nice once we’re there. “I’m sure they’ll have everything fixed soon, and we’ll get to a rest stop.” I could see two of the four vehicles still on the road. She’d had to use the washroom for a while now. Why do people have to drive like this,” she complained. The weather was terrible, and we had been stuck behind a major accident for quite a while now. Now, six hour is still six hours, but the trip was never usually this long.
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