This one is autobiographical.
I despise where I live. I want to move back to Washington, where communities have grown more organically, not as much of a bubble as where I live now.
I don’t belong here.
Traffic at one o’clock?
Undoubtedly. The schools get out at 12:58 PM on Wednesdays. Everyone is picking up their children.
There are three elementary schools within a mile of my house.
I gave directions to the sweet lady at the grocery store. Which way to the Marriott? Oh, just take Street 1 to Street 4 and turn right. The road will bend, and you’ll see it on the right.
Yes, ma’am. Very efficient.
Yes, ma’am. My husband’s commute is only fifteen minutes. Everybody in this town also works here. No reason to look elsewhere.
Master-planned lives in a master-planned community.
©2018 Heather Stephens