A story of novella length or shorter.
The ride to Black Rock City began with magic. First, there was the glorious desert sunset over the mountains. The sunset faded to a brief dark interlude, only to be replaced with a riot of colored lights as they approached their destination. Keeley had heard people talk about Burning Man as a temporary city in …
In the quiet of the bus’s dark bedroom, Keeley let her whole world be the sounds of Trish’s heartbeat and breath. There was something amazing about a first time with a lover, no matter how many first times Keeley had had. Sharing their naked bodies had bared their hearts as well. Nothing matched the intimacy …
Another day on the road had Keeley waking up in her crib, getting her diaper changed, and sent to the lounge with a blanket and her stuffies. The morning passed by with cartoons and naps. Keeley didn’t know why she was so sleepy all the time, but it had been the same at the beach …
The Ardenthill mall was in a sorry state, Monserrat counted at least half the storefronts closed, as her heels clacked on the vinyl flooring. Being dressed in her babysitter gear in public was a strange feeling, one that the stares of the daytime mall-goers didn’t let her forget. A particular woman’s eyes were as wide …
The Bus was moving before Keeley awoke for the first time. Bleary-eyed, she took in the dim bedroom beyond her crib bars. Her nannies had added a pair of nightlights while she slept. Light was glimmering at the edges of the back window’s curtains too, making it easy for Keeley to spot the bedroom’s other …
The interstate highway was a pair of grey strips, surrounded by rows of trees in their full summer green. From the bus’s elevated deck, the lounge’s couch was a great place to watch the scenery. Keeley took a seat and wished that view offered something more interesting than trees. Looking out the windshield from the …