Troubles

Published on by Susi Bocks
person in black shirt and black pants standing on brown sand during daytime
Barbara Zandoval – Unsplash

The heat was terribly ferocious at the border. I wasn’t feeling effervescent any longer, not with sweat dripping out of every pore of my child-like, waifish body. It felt like my form was melting under this hot Texas sky. Oh, why did I choose to wear my finery of all days?

The guard accepted my ID card; all seemed to be in order. Next stop, my hotel! With the temperatures and my temper rising, I needed some air conditioning, like now!

I hope Juanita likes her surprise. The poor dear was so lost after the fire at her parent’s home.

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl – Wordle #508

16 thoughts on “Troubles”

  3. How inhuman we have become, and how parochial we feel. I live in hope that one day the earth will not resemble a pie-diagram. I like how you tell so much in such a short space, great story Susi.

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  5. the gop say
    hey that crisis to day
    at the southern border
    i say hey you jerks it has always been that
    way
    messicans steal from indians
    and we from them
    now them chickenz comin home ta roost ya ll~

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