House of Bones excerpt

Taking Chances

Monday morning.

Blue sky

            blue sky

                        inviting me out

into the warmth

of a summer morning.

I have one destination

on my mind:

the house of bones.

My bag is packed—

            water bottles, two of them

            granola bars, two of them

            a can of bug spray

            my camera

I grab a banana as I head out the door.

                        “Where are you going?”

“Just walking.”

                        “With a back pack?”

“A snack and water.”

                        “And your camera.”

“And my camera.”

                        “How long will you be gone?”

“Long enough to get

thirsty.”

I don’t tell her

it depends on if he is there.

(c) Rebecca J. Gomez