The sun rained fire and there was no sign of clouds in the sky. The corn field danced with the wind and added to the beauty of the farm. The day was hot enough to make the birds flee for shelter yet it couldn't stop little Sofia and Eleanora from playing in the open. The heat didn't seem to bother them at all. They ran around in circles with their ragdolls. The corn was ripe for the harvest but old Bruno knew that the yield, like the next several harvests, would go into repayment of the debts he owed. He sat on his porch with his sickle and tried to gather enough strength to get up. Old Bruno was sure that one of these days his back would betray him. He saw his girls run around recklessly and feared for their safety. He called out to them but they didn't care to respond. “Camila! Come out!” he called out to his older daughter to come out of the house. A beautiful teenage girl came running out on her father’s voice. “Get them inside. They’re gonna hurt themselves!” Bruno said and sto
The next morning, Jessica was ready to leave for work. As expected, the sun shone brightly and the snow was starting to disappear. She took a long shower. She took a moment to breathe and leaned into the mirror above the sink. She stared at her reflection for a minute, the faint scar on her forehead, just below her hairline reminded her of the terrible accident she had a year ago. She shook it off. In a matter of seconds, she was ready for work. She walked downstairs and found Adam on a phone call. He had a habit of pacing around while he talked on the phone. Jessica had found him in the most bizarre places doing the oddest of things during a phone call. Sharp rays of sunlight penetrated the windows and landed on the carpet. The room felt welcoming after a long time. The noise outside made no secret of the resumption of everyday life in the town. The TV barked like always. She sneaked into the kitchen and prepared a modest breakfast. A misshapen sunny side up and a strip of bacon that
Adam landed in Albuquerque in the night. The flight had been short and painless but over crowded as expected. It was as if everyone wanted to escape Nebraska and get a tan in New Mexico. He took an atrocity in the name of coffee from a vending machine and took a break. Albuquerque International Sunport wasn't the busiest of the airports in the country. The rush was entirely because of the flights coming from the icy states. The airport witnessed a brief surge of traffic before going back to normal after a few minutes. He took a breath and stepped out of the airport. He had planned to take a cab but he caught a driver waiting for him in front of the entrance. The driver was a black man in his sixties with a bald head and a faded mustache. The old man was fighting his sleep while holding a large card that said “Mr. Peterson”. The state the driver was in, showed that he had been waiting for a while. Adam felt bad for making the guy wait that long. He hadn't expected to be received at the
With Adam gone for the business trip, Jessica was home alone. It never bothered her. She even liked the solace and freedom to some degree. She wasted a few hours rewatching the same TV shows that she had watched several times already. She felt a faint stingy feeling in her head. It was a precursor to a spell of excruciating headache if not tended to. It meant that it was time for her medication. She rushed to the fridge and pulled out the leftovers of the night before. When she was done with the meal, she took out her pills. Only the last of each pill remained. It was time to resupply. She winced. There went her dream of a lazy day. Jessica took the keys of her car and walked outside. The Beetle raced through the dark roads. For a moment she watched out for the suspicious black sedan but it never appeared. She was done glancing at the rearview mirror every now and then. It was way past the general office closure time so the roads were deserted. There was scarcely a car or two in view
A night of staring at the ceiling was finally over. Sleep only arrived when the sun was just around the corner. Jessica didn't feel odd waking up alone. Adam’s job demanded travel and a lot of lonely nights. She often wondered if his nights were as lonely as hers. He could always pick someone up on his way to the hotel to give him company. She shook off the thought. The man she loved was better than that. He never looked forward to those interstate travels and that meant something to her. The alarm had done its best to ruin the seldom blissful dream she had had in a while. She swung a slap at the clock and it shut up abruptly. She had called Adam several times in the night and he hadn't responded. She went to the kitchen to fix herself something but realized that she was in no mood for breakfast. Adam had brought a box of biscuits for days like these. She grabbed a pack and left for work. The snow was nowhere to be seen on the roads. Only the last of the ice on shingles and naked bra
The scorching heat of the noon had completely drained Adam’s resolve. The entire day was spent under the sun at the site of Simon’s soon to be warehouse. Adam could feel his brain vaporize out of his head. Simon seemed unfazed. The land was perfect for what the client asked for. There were no high rise buildings in close proximity so it would add to the scenery. Adam was fine with the request and Simon Cole was amused with the plans Adam had shared with him. After a while of running around in the boiling heat, they took a minute in the limo. Daylight was depleting quickly and Adam was starving. Simon decided to pay a visit to a restaurant. He barked some orders and the limo arrived at a food street. “Any favorites?” Simon asked in a friendly manner. “Anything that’ll fill the belly and can reach me in the car,” Adam responded without attempting to mince his words. Simon smiled.“You read my mind,” the client said and called his driver. They both ordered Chinese takeaway. Simon was e
The night had taken an eternity to pass and Jessica had caught a fever because of the constant anxiety. She was shaking terribly. Her eyes burned and begged for rest but her brain refused. She had been lying in her bed with her eyes wide open. The paranoia of an unseen creep stalking her from the shadows to do god knows what was too much for the woman. It was a bright morning with a lot of activity in the neighborhood yet she was cooped up inside her dark room. After what had happened at work, her boss and colleagues would do well to expect her to take another day off. She had hoped that the sunrise would bring her some relief but she was wrong.The eerie feeling of a lamb before slaughter was there to stay. She couldn't gather the courage to take a peek through the window. She dreaded the off chance of someone peeking back. There was a gentle knock on the front door. The abrupt noise r
Palomino was hot enough to cook a person alive. The heat of the sea was running through the city in full swing. The entire city felt like an oven. Casa Ortiz was tranquil like the rest of the city in the last hours of the daylight. The huge white mansion glowed in the golden sunlight. The servants had started to flick on the exterior lights of the mansion. The estate stretched to acres and every bit of it had something to be admired. The huge garden of the mansion had olive trees that bore ripe fruits. The gardener had scheduled the harvest for the next morning. There was a patch of neatly trimmed hedges that looked too perfect to be real. There were extremely expensive vintage cars standing around the estate with a separate designated driver on stand by. Every bit of the estate was well looked after and not one inch of it was devoid of intimidating armed security. Squads of men wearing commando gear, armed to the teeth, patrolled the mansion every five minutes or so. There was an air