For September’s first, free story, A. R Capetta takes us on a spectacular road trip beyond anything we could have ever imagined. ~ Julian and Fran, Sept 3, 2023 Resurrection Highway by A. R. Capetta You climb the fence, hit the yard of the body shop at three in the morning—whispered among automancers as the best time—and write sigils on the tires in a thick glop of white paint. You skim the wheels with the specially prepared olive oil, which Rye always called wake-up juice, infused with chilis and lemon peel and much less savory ingredients that you sourced from that guy in the Haight who swore the marrow was fresh.
Whoa, that was creepy! I love it!
Wow! That was quite something!