<strong>Kelli Morris<br/>Toll Road<br/>~enroute to Omni</strong><br/><br/>The pickup rolls though, picking up speed as it merges onto the toll road.  “CLANK” the white and red wooden arm falls down into place as Kelli pulls her car up next to the attendant’s window.<br/><br/>Two officers standing at the front, one on each side of her car. She tosses the quarters into the basket and the machine counts them to make sure it’s the right amount, and no “slugs’ are used.  The attendant, more interested in the sports section of his paper, glances at her briefly, seeing he doesn’t have to make change, he goes back to his paper.<br/><br/>The younger of the two cops, clearly new to the force, his uniform neatly pressed, his duty belt still shiny, and his eyes weren’t hard.  That would change she thinks.<br/>“Good evening miss” the officer says.  Their squad car, one of the new dodge chargers is parked backed up with the trunk against the toll booth and the nose pointing down the tool road.<br/>“Good evening officer” she smiles sweetly at him.<br/>Cars start to line up behind them, her eyes glancing on her side mirror, 3 maybe 4 of them from what she can see.<br/>“Have you had anything to drink tonight”  ahh so this was a DUI check point.<br/>“No  Sir I haven’t” his flashlight moving over to Tom, “I can’t say the same for my boyfriend though, I’m taking his drunk ass back to his mom so she can deal with him”.<br/>She notices the older officer, glancing in the window as he walks past the passenger window to the car behind her.<br/>“Drive safe”, he uses his flashlight to wave her though as the arm lifts up allowing her entry to the toll road.<br/><br/>She slowly lets the clutch out, as she gives the car some gas pulling smoothly onto the toll road. Accelerating as she powers the window closed, she watches the rear view mirror.  At 65 MPH she sets the cruise control for the speed limit.  She knows there are more cops patrolling the toll roads looking for drunks, speeders, and traffickers.<br/>