The following is attempt to participate in Jenny's writing prompt. Let's see if it works for me!
They were traveling the twists and turns of the Ozarks, going to Joe’s funeral. Her dad shuffled into the convenience store, but his gray head lifted when he noticed the neon Gold Wing at the gas pumps.
Coming out of the bathroom, Sarah glanced around looking for her dad.
“May I help you, miss? You look puzzled.”
“Mmmm… thank you, I’m just looking for my father. We came in together a moment ago, but he seems to have wandered off.”
The clerk nodded towards the lot where her dad roared away while clutching a leggy blonde in fringed leathers.