‘How are we so lost? We’ve been driving for, what? Ten minutes?’ ‘Well if somebody hadn’t insisted we bring a map from 1995…’ ‘It’s a suburb, John. They don’t change that much.’ ‘In ten years?!’ I pulled over to the side of the road, flicking on the overhead light and taking the …
Sweating under the hot, desert sun, I made the mistake of glancing up at the pure blue sky. ‘Oh god,’ I groaned, tearing my eyes away. ‘What?’ James asked, sticking his head out from underneath the open bonnet. ‘That’s a vulture,’ I pointed up. ‘We’re being honest-to-god, circled by a vulture right …
We pulled the car over once we got to Bankstown and stretched our legs. ‘In hindsight,’ I groaned, twisting my back, ‘we should have come to Bansktown after Phrankston, not Adele-aid.’ ‘It was quite the detour,’ Julie admitted, reaching down to touch her toes. ‘Almost like it wouldn’t have happened if we’d …
I groggily blinked my eyes open. I’d been having such a lovely dream – alone on a beach, a beautiful waitress bringing me drinks. Then, all of a sudden, my serene beach had been interrupted by a blizzard that had swept through and ruined my cocktail. ‘Wha-what’s… my daiquiri…’ I mumbled. I heard …
Julie was asleep in the seat next to me as I took the wheel for the night portion of this drive – we had a lot of ground to cover to make up for the previous day’s misadventure. The rental car had a funky disinfectant smell that kept making my nose curl. I leant down …
It’s that time of year again: Christmas. I’ve got so many things to do. Because I’ve been so social this year, I have met dozens of new people whom I now consider to be my friend. However, because we only met recently, there’s always that awkward question of, “Should I buy them Christmas gifts?” I …
I turned sixteen a couple of months ago, which means I am now learning to drive! My school took us to a special driving school last week, which was basically a huge field that had been converted into a system of mini roads. After taking the online learner’s test and posing for my licence photo, …
Charlie threw open the doors to Fred Bentleigh’s office. The man bolted upright, instantly alert as if she hadn’t just caught him napping at his desk. He wore a crisp suit, befitting a man of his lofty position. It was the loftiest position, she supposed, now that he was the boss. “Charlie!” he said, standing. …