The Greyhound bus pulls away.
Roger looks across the featureless landscape. No one is around.
Th Greyhound bus disappears in the distance.
Roger looks north. A barbed wire fence runs along the edge of tilled soil.
Roger looks East. More endless prairie.
To the West, an aircraft is crop dusting in the distance.
Roger sticks his hands in his pockets and looks to the southeast. Dry cornstalks stand in a field. The northbound bus stop is across the highway, a dirt road intersecting the highway to the east.
From the north, a 1954 Mercury Monterey closes in. Roger watches the car as it passes without stopping.