We were led out front, stripped of our khakis, and provided with orange jumpsuits two sizes too big so we billowed and glowed like inflatable men in front of car lots.
Fiction
You’re Supposed To Be Where You Are
I’m no savior—hell, I’ve been spelling it wrong my entire life—but sometimes I get a feeling about people who need extra help when it comes to subsisting, plus understanding the different paths they might consider.
A Magical Adventures™ Hot Air Balloon Ride
She walked carefully, leaping over puddles. On more than one occasion, though, she misjudged the terrain and landed in a soft spot, sinking into a pool of dirty water.