The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 34: Saying Farewell
Until the day I was to leave with Wyla, I wrestled greatly before retiring for the night with the rationality of my decision. What if I got stranded…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 33: Indiana-Bound, for Now
The long, arduous drive through the Rocky Mountain states landed me in a small town found in a valley: Crested Butte, Colorado. I was so clouded by…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 32: It Turned Strange
At the end of my wine glass, I got what I wanted; Wesley came close to where I was seated. He raised his wine glass to meet the sun’s rays coming in…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 31: Dinner with Wesley
That night, I tossed and turned. My mind was restless but fought a deep exhaustion for fear I would experience images taking me into a dark realm I…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 30: Bungalow by the Sea
A real estate agent in Carmel, California showed her client the last entry of the day. It was around the time where the sunsets were at their most…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 29: Going on Leave
One cold November night, Luther and I were sitting in my car on our surveillance duty. Three guys in hoodies walked out of the residence we were…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 28: Is it Business as Usual?
Sergeant Gable threw a stack of cases at Luther and I. Again, this community was plagued by growing meth labs. We went through a particular report on…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 27: The Show Must Go On
My mind raced with fighting uncertainties invading my stress threshold. Questions of “what if” almost brought me to a tempting bout of screaming. A…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 26: Synchronized Surprise
It was getting close to 4 p.m., and Clarissa Ross had finished filing a stack of results from a three-month testing symposium in the St.…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 25: Unaware
Amora made good use of her time in the Stress Ward. She befriended an environmental worker who looked very similar to her, a petite, brown-skinned…
