There was a big, empty lot behind the trailer park I lived in. It stood between us and the highway. It had been empty for as long as I’d lived there.
Short stories and essays for my Between writing project.
Between: Week Three
You make your way up the sidewalk to the self storage facility, as casual as anyone walking along the road through an industrial park during the middle of the night can be. There’s a million innocent reasons you could be walking along this road at this hour, in a dark glitch-patterned jacket and a crowbar … Continue reading Between: Week Three
Between: Week Two
Sascha paced around the empty bus terminal, looking up at the clock on the wall every few minutes and muttering to himself. Choosing a bus that would leave at three in the morning was a mistake; arriving at midnight was even more of a mistake. But it was either that and sit awkwardly in a … Continue reading Between: Week Two
Between: Week One
I drove numbly through bright summer sunshine toward a nowhere place on a nowhere back highway. Nothing to see here except scrublands on either side of the cracked, pitted road, just my destination; a sad little marker like thousands that stood next to roads across the country, commemorating a place where one or more lives … Continue reading Between: Week One