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She was one of the few female truck drivers around. She knew nothing else and wanted nothing else. When the auto-drivers were introduced, when corporations started dropping drivers for the machines, she was one of the first to be let go.
Lost, alone, desperate, she had no idea what to do or where to turn and then, she met Moses. Like his biblical namesake, he would lead them out of darkness and lead her into love.
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
On a corner, a street lamp flickered toward its slow death, a death that would be ignored by the city DPW because no one really cared about that part of town. No one really gave a shit about the street lights, roads, benches, the garbage that moved like waves down alleys and across parks. No one cared, no one looked, no one saw, this is what gave Ariel comfort.
Most people would be afraid of this section of the city, fact is, most people were. They went there during the day, went to the markets, went to the low-life insurance dealers, went to the rug salesmen, the pharmacy, the grocery with near-empty shelves. The ones who lived in this area lived by day. Moved in the grace of sunlight.
When the sun set, this part of the city ghosted like a picture of a spent boom town in the old west. No…
