Listen to the Audio Version Instead: “Damn it. Piece of shit!” she shouted at her dirty black steering wheel, turning the key for the fifth time to hear that dreaded clicking sound. Sadie wasn’t paying for Triple A anymore, but she had a picture of her dad’s card that she wouldn’t hesitate to use. Each…
“Mom, what are you doing?” Lani asked as she poked down on her mother’s straight back, which donned a beige-colored tank top. London rose from child’s pose to lock eyes with her curious five-year-old daughter. She thought she was the only one awake at 6am on a Saturday and always took this time to set…
Listen to the Audio Version Instead: The cold air pierced the skin on my face as I reached up to close the small contraption. I zipped my gray thrifted sweatshirt and crossed my hands into my armpits, quickly uncrossing as I needed to sanitize before anything more could be considered. I mean how often are…