The roar of airplane engines complimented the mid-morning busyness of the most remote city in the world. A blinding summer’s day sun shone through the family’s SUV tinted windows. The hum of the V8 in the Land Cruiser reverberated in mechanic synchrony as its off-road tires attacked the curb of Perth’s airport kiss and fly area. She put the car into parking and looked over at her husband.

(This story is now going to be featured in Meniscus Literary Journal. Once published, I will share it here so that you can read it in full)