Unseen Messages

by Pepper Winters

The sparse cabin cracked as the hopscotch turned into a rodeo. Passengers woke up. Headphones were wrenched off. Slumber turned to screams.

He looked at me but didn’t speak. But his gaze said a thousand things. We did a really good thing. We can do this. Together.

His blue eyes glowed. “I don’t just trust you, Stel. It’s gone far beyond that.”

But fate didn’t work that way. It didn’t give invitations to its upcoming events. It just orchestrated what would happen with no apology or suggestion.