A YEAR UNDERFOOT – entry #53

A Year Underfoot



September 13th, 2033

After sunset last night, I left my spot in the thicket and I’ve been on the move ever since. The warbirds are still out and about, but I’m steering clear of roads, and therefore, steering clear of the troopers.

I’m heading back to the coast and I figure on gazing upon the Pacific sometime tomorrow afternoon.

I miss my friend.



About paul nevins

Fiction writer, reader and baseball fan.
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