The story happened years ago£¬when my daughter was still little.
I was driving across the country with my daughter to 1 my husband. Since I intended to get to my destination before supper time, I drove 2 for a long time without a stop. Then after driving for many miles, I became tired and needed to stop for a break to get 3 .
I found a rest area. It was mostly deserted, in a quiet area of the highway. I parked the car and carried my 4 into the restroom. When I came out I saw a middle-aged 5 wandering around. Feeling 6 about that, I asked the lady. What 7 me was: they were waiting for us!
The lady told me that she and her husband wanted to see us safely back into our 8 . She explained that sometimes rest areas could be a 9 place for a young lady like me. She told me that she had a daughter almost my age, so they wanted to make sure that I got safely back on my way.