The Alternative

Paul and I were driving south down California's glorious coast in our rented yellow Camaro. We were on our way back to Redondo Beach from a night camping in Big Sur. I was exhausted. The night had been freezing, with a hazy mist that I hadn't expected in sunny California. We didn't bring an inflatable…

The Photographs

"Now I know you've been asking questions..." my mom began saying one morning in the car. I was scooting into the passenger's seat after having dropped my brother, Michael, off at his high school. My elementary school was on the other side of town, and I usually just napped the whole way. There was a…