Short Story

"Um yeah, I don’t know either, there's no signal, I can't pull up google maps." Timmy said then went back to his comic book.

“Good question. But I haven’t figured that out. Seems like we’ve been to every state in the country.”

Her stated preference for white gold acted in Richard the thought that there was so much he didn't about Lexi, maybe she had preferred it back then, but he couldn't recall. All the little details and events that occurred in the intervening years. The love for her that he'd back then was still there, and she was still the same person that he'd missed and dreamed of spending his life with, but as he'd grown to a man from a boy, she'd transformed from a girl into a woman, and that brooked changes in any person.

“Well then, are you going to keep talking about Kanohal or are you going to give me your location?” Sabra asked.

“You mean the one set up at the old fort?” Lydia asked. “Well I suppose that makes sense; they are on the roadside. Anytime they need supplies they could just wait for a traveler.”

“I do track,” I said. “I don’t know why there isn’t anyone in any of these houses, whatever your name is...”

“All of them fought to get that room. It was a privacy issue I guess; well Oliver won,” Mr. Ackroyd told him. “He’s the quietest one, often has times that he prefers being alone. He’s very social otherwise. They all have loads of friends.” He decided that Neil could go up there another time. Oliver would take him.

We’re going to head East towards Europe from here. We will be crossing the Atlantic Ocean via underground tunnels. We are going to need lots of water for this trip. The next safe house is at least 200 miles away. That means we will be sleeping in the underground tunnels. There will be lots of people at these safe houses though, it will be easy to get lost.

I decided to stay. I needed to know what happened to them. Did she kill them? How long have they been missing? I have so many questions. I need answers but she wouldn’t give them to me. I’m going to find out what happened to them one way or another.

“That device right there can serve as your map, it is made of ancient technology. Around this land, you will find shrines similar to the

I scratch the back of my head, “I never really questioned that myself. I just wanted to get out and experience new things,” I pause for a quick second, “I guess to find myself.”

On his father’s map, he traced destinations with his fingertips pointing west, north, and east. Anyway, the chid had difficulty reading the map and was not sure about key markers. Still, Stevie envisioned a new world filled with adventures and opportunities despite his limited formal education.

“We were being sent to Antakya Turkey. From there we were to move on towards Reyhanli on the border with Syria. The mission was to look into the local smuggling activity.

His eyes scanned the line of dead trees against the empty, black sky. “There never was an option to turn back. The keep peeking over the tree line is Fenthras’ I’d assume.”

After communicating expectations with the class, a majority of my classmates began to work on their maps. I knew that my family was traveling to Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin, for Thanksgiving break, so I wanted to attempt to complete as much of the map as possible