A telephone booth is on the shoulder of the road. It is a nondescript booth, like many noticed but never seen next to gas stations and bus depots across America. Everything is silent. Lizard pokes its head out from behind rock next to road. From no where, a pickup truck roars by.
Truck passes, leaving a cloud of fine dust that twinkles in the late afternoon sun.
The shadows are long. In the distance, a speck appears, grows. It is the truck. Truck disappears into horizon. Aerial shot through driver-side window of pickup speeding across desert.