RECORDING MOMENTS IN TIME

“Open the exit gate.” “It’s not personal. You understand that, right? It’s for the good of the community. We’re sitting targets, waiting...

My mount fed, watered, and brushed as I prepared for my exit . My choices are few. Next, I trudged up the ladder to my cubical for the...

Riding hard, choking on the dust, I pull up my mask. Wondering what next? Our reputation grows and stories will be told. Many will claim...

Just another day, another muggy morning, like yesterday, and the day before. A slight breeze waifs from the stable, carrying an...

With the sun now setting, Cord finds me topside, on the roof, watching the sky changing colors: reds, oranges and pinks. Thanks to dust...

Seated in darkness, Susan finds herself surrounded by lingering memories. It was here that fateful night her world changed. The formation...

Cord, sitting back, arms crossed, shared his meeting with Susan. Wondering what to expect. Imagining the worst. I sit, feeling...

“I’ve seen wanted posters. He’s wanted, you’re wanted. Seems folks are hunting for your crew,” said Susan. “Proves nothing. Today, this...

“Ms. Tucker.” Standing at the table. A crudely written menu in hand, “You’re back.” “As promised.” Passing the menu off to another...

Today is the day. The sun is slowly slipping behind the mountains as I mentally prepare to reunite with my daughter. Spent my day...

I waited for the end of the meeting, sat for a moment, watching as folks wandered off, then I followed Diana back to the med center. She...

Sitting around the table, we took turns sharing our recent interrogation experience. We answered questions, then pondered plausible...

We enter the ranch-house, eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness, look about, and by all appearance the place is neat as a pin, weirdly...

Cord and Diana headed out this morning, searching for the best way to approach Susan. Seeking a place, a time, a venue to meet her. A...

To my surprise, within twenty-four-hours, a dozen men arrived with a wagon to collect the bodies. With a proclamation. “The bounty on...

I can feel my heart race, her breathing returning to normal, and a shared warmth within our protective cocoon, comfortable while...

Spent recent days in a daze avoiding, everyone. People speaking at me like -white noise. Congratulations, a high five, a pat on the back....

Mr. Maddox cautiously leads the occupying team forward, including several families, artisans, and muscle, the goal, stabilizing the...

Taken several days to pull the plan together. Addison and I met with our local community members currently living at the top of the hill...

Their approach was always foreboding. The Committee with an assignment or at the very least a reprimand. Compared to the general...