”I wish I had a watch...” Jo thought as she coasted down a country hill. Having zig zagged the state playing softball, volleyball, and soccer Jo knew a scenic route back to Lake Point that would keep on paved back roads and away from any large towns or cities. Now an hour into her ride home, and out in the middle of nowhere, Jo’s mind was beginning to wander.
”So let’s say the ride takes me six hours and I’m at least an hour in...” Jo began to do a bit of math in her head as the road flattened out and she began pedaling again. ”If the clock I saw in the diner was right, then I left around 8am... So I should be back home around 2pm.” Jo glanced down at the duffle bag strapped to her handlebars. ”And that six hours should include a stop for food and to pee...” Jo bit her lip at the idea of pulling off to pee behind a tree.
MoooooOOOO! A cow in the field that Jo was riding passed seemed to be cheering Jo on with a long and loud moo.
”Getting back at 2pm would be perfect. Mom won’t get out of work until 6pm, Zoe will still be in school, and maybe Dad will be out consulting.” Jo drifted into the road to avoid a dead raccoon on the shoulder. ”Poor little critter... Anyways, if Dad is out meeting with a client then I can sneak in and out without anyone knowing I’m back home!” Jo pictured the tree house in their backyard. ”I can get the spare key from the treehouse, sneak in the backdoor to avoid the doorbell cam, and then dig out my old tablet.” Jo momentarily pictured her bedroom. ”I hope it’s still in my desk...” Jo thought as she began pedaling up another hill. ”I can use the tablet to figure out where Sarah’s at... If she’s live streaming I’m fucked.” Jo briefly pictured Sarah sitting at her desk streaming on Twitch. ”But if she’s doing a photoshoot or maybe out on the golf course then maybe I can just break in and steal my stone back... Assuming she’s not carrying it with her...”
Reaching the hill’s apex, Jo’s pedaling slowed and she began to coast down the backside of the hill. ”Sarah’s mansion shouldn’t be too hard to break into... I mean she’s posted so many pictures and videos of her in it, that just scrolling through her Instagram or TikTok should let me build a schematic in my head....” Jo pictured the overly busty blonde influencer wearing a short white pleated skirt and a form fitting unbuttoned polo. ”She’s so fucking lucky to live on that golf resort...” Jo thought as the image in her head fleshed itself out. Sarah stood on her bedroom balcony that overlooked the 18th hole of the golf resort. ”The fact that she’s found her niche being the sexy golfer girl is ridiculous... She’s not even that good of a golfer...” Jo shook her head and began pedaling again. ”I mean her father’s law firm strikes it rich right when construction on the golf resort started... So of course he buys the fanciest mansion there, and then magically Sarah takes up golf... Fuck sake...” Jo’s blood began to boil thinking about how the spoiled rich girl is raking in 7 figures a year on her social media accounts. ”I mean why would someone even pay for her OnlyFans? She doesn’t even do any nudity...”
As the farmland Jo was riding through became more wooded the road began to gently snake from side to side. ”You know there’s something weird about that golf course...” Jo started skimming the archives of her brain. ”I swear its not in any of my memories from Monday night or even Tuesday morning, but then Tuesday night it just kind of appears...” Jo felt a chill run down her spine. ”O no... Please tell me Sarah hasn’t been making more wishes.” Jo’s pace began to pick up as a sense of panic descended upon her body. ”Sarah making wishes would explain so much...” Jo pictured the golf resort, Sarah’s douchebag father, Sarah’s golden YouTube plaque, and Sarah’s Lamborghini. ”I bet she made a wish to be famous... or maybe she wished to be popular on social media... Shit! This complicates things...” Jo thought as she gazed at an oncoming truck.
