Not Much to Look At

My parents were always looking for adventures for us. Growing up in Boron, a small Mojave desert town, about an hour from the nearest incorporated city could easily lead to boredom. There were no movie theatres, no malls, not even a chain grocery store to entertain us. The population of about two thousand only accounted for one small food mart and three family-owned restaurants. So, when John suggested taking us up Saddleback Mountain my mother and father jumped at the opportunity of something new.

The Boarding House

The room was advertised as a sun-filled, spacious double with inbuilt wardrobes and the listing included photos of a bed frame with sagging timber slats, an off-kilter hills hoist in a concrete back yard, and a narrow linoleum kitchen. No couples, pets or smoking. Available immediately and no references required.

Tentatively All In

Cynthia starts keeping her balcony sliding door open. She’d starts dressing more in her new clothes and doing her face even when she just plans on staying home. And when she hears Jane’s balcony door open, and starts to smell smoke, she more often than not manufactures casualness and goes out to see Jane. They catch up as much as anyone can in this time. Most of the time they’d just watch the quiet street in silence.