Storygram #93
At first they were just showers—normal storms. They were wonderful for playing in the rain or taking a peaceful afternoon nap. But then, they didn’t stop.
Storygram #81
Escorted by two men, he proceeded down the tunnel. He had been training for this for two years and having to travel another ten minutes was excruciating.
Storygram #80
He watched as she made a gesture in the air that caused a metal blind to retract from a window, revealing the Earth. She made a different gesture several times, zooming in on him in his suit. He looked at the Moon and waved.
Storygram #76
My tie isn’t straight, despite my efforts in front of the mirror. I give it a wiggle and push it upward, hoping it will land in a place we can compromise on. The news reporters are droning on and on about the same thing every station is discussing.
Storygram #72
The engine hummed louder as he pushed the pedal to the floor. He was towing a sea of police cars and unmarked government vehicles behind him, and the helicopter following him on the left was shining its spotlight onto his SUV.