He went inside, put on his sneakers, and grabbed a bottle of water.
At midnight, Walter walked out the door and started walking.
He wasn’t walking to the bus stop. He was walking the full 20 miles.
The first few hours were manageable. The adrenaline of determination kept him moving through the dark, silent suburbs of Alabama.
But by 3:00 AM, the reality set in. His legs were burning. His feet were blistered. He was walking on the side of a highway with cars zooming past at 70 miles per hour.
Then, he saw headlights slow down behind him.
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