by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Apr 12, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
The music and laughter and light of the celebration faded quickly behind me as I ran, the sidewalk slipping away under my feet. It wasn’t until I reached the RV that I remembered: I didn’t have the keys to get in. Who did have them? Blake? Fine, then....
by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Apr 5, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
When I woke up in the morning, the rising sun was already kindling the desert flame against the red rocks. The summer solstice. The longest day. Kason’s day. I didn’t want to waste a single drop of the daylight. I slipped down the ladder, scuffed into my...
by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Mar 29, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
We were still driving when darkness came. First it was sunset, the light gathering itself into a final hurrah at the western edge of the world. And then it was car headlights flicking over our faces and neon signs buzzing to life at the gas stations and the road...
by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Mar 22, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
The next morning, our road turned a northward corner. Making a right angle to the direction we’d followed for so far, we took I-25, heading up New Mexico toward the Colorado border. After we’d driven only ten minutes, Albuquerque—the city of answers—was already...
by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Mar 15, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
By the time Kason and I walked back to the RV, the sunlight had already strengthened with a hazy intensity that hinted at a hot day. The world was awake once more—camper doors slamming, people laughing and talking in the tent sites, a truck crunching over the gravel...
by Ashlyn M. Ohm | Mar 8, 2024 | Along These Lines of Light
We were safely back in the RV on Saturday night when Jaz tried to turn me into a heathen. “We won’t leave till noon tomorrow.” Blake was studying the navigation on his phone. “It’s a shorter drive from here to Albuquerque.” My stomach flopped with that...
