“I’ll be back soon,” he shouted, closing the door, starting the engine and pulling out of the driveway. Milly watched, wondered but, suddenly, she felt like there was hope. On a dirt road a few miles away, in the lot of a closed down gas station, Frank stopped the truck and got out. He strode… Continue Reading
“The Ark,” Frank whispered to the air, “the flood.” Frank thought about the story. He had heard it as a child, heard it in church. He was a God fearing man, most of the time. He went to church when he could. If he was on the road, he’d stop at one of the many… Continue Reading
“What do you do, Briggs,” Frank turned on the captain and asked him in a harsh tone, “what is it that you do?” “Well …I … I…um” Briggs stuttered, searched for the answer. His title was military liaison for civilian relations, so, that’s what he told Frank. “Which means what exactly?” Frank pressed on. “It… Continue Reading
“But, it’s the future, Frank,” Briggs kept talking. He was one of those uneasy types who couldn’t take silence, had to know what everyone was thinking all the time. Had to know that everyone liked him, thought he was a good guy. Frank said nothing. He watched as technicians placed the robotic drivers in the… Continue Reading
“Hell of a thing, Frank,” Captain Briggs said as he looked out over the motor pool, Frank Genesin by his side, “hell of a thing.” Frank nodded and looked at the future which simultaneously brought forth his passing. He was the last to go, holding on to his keys, refusing to knuckle under, refusing to… Continue Reading