The kids around Millie managed to be incredibly loud. They hadn't been in a concentrated group like this for a long time, barring recently when Riley had his birthday party. Millie had not gone to that, though.
Previous Chapter Leo Leo woke in a cold sweat. His breath was heavy. The room was dark. He groaned and rolled over in bed, checking the time on his alarm clock. 4:30 a.m. He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes, trying to let the heaviness of sleep envelop him once again. He could … Continue reading VISITORS, 3: A Baker Sketches the Clerk at the Laundromat
Previous Chapter Mommy Mommy sat on the couch in silence. The sun had set and brought the house into darkness around her, save for one lamp that dimly lit the room. A book rested on the couch next to her, exactly where she put it when she first sat down. Her heart felt like it … Continue reading VISITORS, 2: A Pastor is Lost for Words Amidst a Throng of Strangers
Prologue Millie A cooling summer breeze blew through Millie's curly hair, and she stretched her arms out like she'd seen in the movies, stretching across the horizon from end to end. The sunset glowed orange, casting a tint on the land in front of her, and on evenings like this, holding the horizon in her … Continue reading VISITORS, 1: An Electrician Gets a Call Over Dinner
Ines knew what arson looked like. This was something else entirely, a remnant of some foreign annihilation. She stood in the middle of a gray expanse, sweater pulled up over her mouth and nose — the light breeze generated swirling eddies of ash, dusting her clothes with a light snow. They had driven here, through … Continue reading VISITORS, Prologue: A Field of Ash Where a Town Once Was