Falling Inside - Chapter 11.1Falling Inside - Chapter 15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
As I forced my ancient Chevy pickup down the dusty road, I wondered how my mother ever found this little town we decided to move to. It wasnt even on any maps, for crying out loud! I looked over to the passenger seat where she sat, slumped against the worn leather, sleeping. Back in San Francisco, she was the wife of a wealthy bookbinder. When dad went missing, we lost everything, and she changed. Her bright red hair had faded, her green eyes lost their sparkle, and her frame grew thinner.
I knew I had to get her away from that place, those memories. So here we were, driving along the lonely, dusty roads of northern Arizona, trying to find a town too small to show up on a map.
I shook my head, my ruddy red-brown hair being tugged at by the wind from the lowered window. I tapped a knuckle against
Falling Inside - Chapter 22.1Falling Inside - Chapter 25 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I woke with a start; my mother had placed a hand on my shoulder to wake me, a scared look in her eyes. Are you alright, Jason?
I groaned and pushed myself up onto my elbows, shaking my head clear of all remnants of sleep. I looked around at the bare walls and the twin beds. Just a dream.
Yeah, Im fine Mom. I answered her, getting up out of bed. The sun had risen, hovering low in the sky like a great ball of fire. I shook out my hair, and went into the bathroom. I flicked the light on and stared at myself in the mirror.
Jason Fletcher. Dark red-brown hair. Brown eyes. At 511, I was the normal height for a guy nineteen years old. Absolutely nothing special has happened to me in my life, other than having a missing parent. A