The warmth of the early spring sun felt like a promise. Avneet shuts the door of her ancient VW carefully of the loose window and started at the little town. She could see all of it from where she stood with shops on one side of the road. On the other railroad tracks paralleled the town and beyond new green fuels shimmered.
She had grown up in a town like this one along the coast of Washington State. So small her high school graduating class had been thirty-eight. Maybe because of bad memories she didn't like small much. They had never brought her luck.
But today she felt luck was in the air and that made her step lighter as she strolled along the cement sidewalk. She's pulled off the interstate to fill her gas tank and,since she was here,maybe she had stop to eat lunch and do a little shopping. This was as good of a place as any.
