Storygram #27
No one blamed him. But he blamed himself. He erected a fence between the children and his work, to keep them safer.
Storygram #26
Path 86 was eerily quiet as usual. He just wanted to check the pipe for a blockage at the end and get back to the base as quickly as possible.
Storygram #25
The property taxes had steadily risen each year. Now, we were the last farm in the entire county, and our land had been sealed on every side by concrete.
Storygram #24
Her vigilant watch was earning her the nickname “Watching Whitney” among the townspeople. She barely slept, and her handmaiden brought her meals, which she barely ate.
Storygram #23
For eight years they had managed to stay hidden from the bands of rebels roaming the aftermath. But they found them.