Author's note: This story takes place immediately after The Road Trip part 7. It is NOT necessary to read The Road Trip before reading this story. You only need to know that there is an RV stuck in traffic on a freeway near the southwest border of Nebraska and one of its occupants is using a magic wand on others in the area.
The Backseat: A Tale from The Road Trip
By Varian Milagro
“Can you roll the window up, angel?” Dolores asked from the front, passenger seat.
Erica rolled her eyes at her mom. Being in the seat directly behind her, it went unnoticed. “The air conditioning is giving me a headache.”
She leaned her head out of the vehicle and breathed in the outside air. Despite the exhaust fumes of the cars around them it was better than the artificial air spewing in Bob’s Escalade. She’d lied about getting a headache; truth was that she hated being trapped in a car on a warm sunny day. That they were stuck in traffic only made it worse. The warmth of the sun on her arms and face were the only things that kept her from losing it.
“You’re letting the hot air in,” Dolores said as she rummaged through her purse. “I have some aspirin for your head.”
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Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Interactive story - part 5
Here are the results from last week’s poll:
0% - Outlaw wedding
5% - The wedding crew
7% - Hello Kitty wedding
17% - White trash wedding
24% - Hip Hop wedding
48% - Stripper wedding
I didn’t make it to the wedding yet. That will come in the next part, hopefully. I’m not sure if I’ll have a part ready by next week. I’ll either need to write shorter parts or post them at longer intervals.
The Road Trip - part 005
Tracey knelt on the grass trying to decipher the scents emanating off the stump before her. The smell of rotting wood was the most obvious, she could have picked that up with her old nose. The various dog scents were fairly easy to distinguish, too. It was the other animal scents that were throwing her. Her mother stood about fifteen feet behind her. She’d let go of the leash and talking to Maria. Seeing his new purple dress, Tracey guessed that Barry had used more magic on him.
0% - Outlaw wedding
5% - The wedding crew
7% - Hello Kitty wedding
17% - White trash wedding
24% - Hip Hop wedding
48% - Stripper wedding
I didn’t make it to the wedding yet. That will come in the next part, hopefully. I’m not sure if I’ll have a part ready by next week. I’ll either need to write shorter parts or post them at longer intervals.
The Road Trip - part 005
Tracey knelt on the grass trying to decipher the scents emanating off the stump before her. The smell of rotting wood was the most obvious, she could have picked that up with her old nose. The various dog scents were fairly easy to distinguish, too. It was the other animal scents that were throwing her. Her mother stood about fifteen feet behind her. She’d let go of the leash and talking to Maria. Seeing his new purple dress, Tracey guessed that Barry had used more magic on him.
Saturday, April 23, 2016
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