It all began as a soft light, then an aching head, followed by a slow realization that there was a familiar bed underneath them. The window near their bed was open and a gentle breeze kept the curtains wafting. Their belongings were organized neatly and all in their places - exactly as they last remembered them ( Read more... )

September 5th had arrived. Sitting down in the basement of the Ashwood Heights apartment complex made Ava anxious. Emily had assisted her in setting up all of the chairs they could find - including scooting around the couches so they would all face one wall. The very wall that she leaned against and counted down the time until seven o'clock came ( Read more... )

[Set the day after things have settled down after Morgan was caught outside during Curfew.]Apart from some rogue flour sprinkled on the kitchen counter and table, the apartment felt clean and homey. Emily had made good use of the space and settled in much better - and faster - than most of the other residents of Ashwood Heights. The bed was made ( Read more... )

With autumn beginning to set in, Tito was finding it a little more difficult to finish his mail route before sundown. Not to mention that it was beginning to get chilly (at least to somebody raised in mild California climates). He had spent the better part of the afternoon jogging from mailbox to mailbox rather than walking, fighting the sinking ( Read more... )

( There wasn't a single road leading out of town. )