This story came about when i was living in very rural southern Minnesota. I was on my way into town, it was hot, and there was a rough looking woman walking along the road with her daughter. She was holding an umbrella up over her daughter and they both looked pretty miserable. They both looked pretty harmless, so i decided to pick them up and give them a ride. mistake. the woman was looney as hell, and her daughter was even more. She told me she lived in the opposite direction i was planning on going and she'd be willing to do anything to get her and her daughter there. I dropped her off at a gas station and wished her luck. She got pretty angry with me and i was a little frightened of that look she gave me. So...I began to form this story around it.
Too many times, women are victimized in this genre and very rarely are men. I thought i would switch the tables on poor old Gerry. A man of the world, living a care free life and then getting a taste of the true dark side of hell.