The Never-Open Desert Diner (2016)
“As is often the case in the desert, the sky directly over my head was blue and clear. The heavy clouds, what there were of them, hugged the rim line of some distant hills. No thunder or lightning. These drops were the scouts, dispersed by wind, announcing the deluge that would arrive shortly. It took less time than I anticipated. A few minutes later the rain pelting my truck sounded like firecrackers. My wipers couldn’t move the water off my windshield fast enough to allow me to drive more than... thirty miles an hour.
This was the desert, everything all at once, whether it was needed or not. What survived had learned to save, live carefully, and keep a low profile, even appear to be dead for long periods. Perseverance and patience.
The rain subsided. I was picking up speed as I passed the diner. Walt’s place looked as it always looked: perfect and closed, with no sign that anything out of the ordinary was going on. That was exactly what passers-by said in June 1972 when they learned that Bernice, Walt’s wife, was being beaten and raped by three men inside the diner.MoreLess
This was the desert, everything all at once, whether it was needed or not. What survived had learned to save, live carefully, and keep a low profile, even appear to be dead for long periods. Perseverance and patience.
The rain subsided. I was picking up speed as I passed the diner. Walt’s place looked as it always looked: perfect and closed, with no sign that anything out of the ordinary was going on. That was exactly what passers-by said in June 1972 when they learned that Bernice, Walt’s wife, was being beaten and raped by three men inside the diner.MoreLess
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