For Me?

She said all the things she thought she was supposed to say. “Oh, thank you so much.” “This is too much, really. You shouldn’t have.” “I can’t believe it, you really surprised me. I’m shocked.” But she didn’t like the gift. Didn’t like the giver. She had to get out of this situation before it ...

Don’t ask

“Where are we going?” She sat up in the seat and checked out the window, the black of the desert… if that’s how you spell dry place… looked back. “We’re going where we’re going.” “But where is that?”