Kelly Jones
Bio
I am a fine artist, poet, scifi writer, gardener, baker, crocheter, and project manager in the construction field. I love nature. I enjoy cities and the country. I find people fascinating. My passion in life is to encourage others.
Stories (1/0)
Mystery of the Black Books
The room was dark and the dim light escaping a closed bathroom door clarified that Artis Rose Luckey was awake. The water was running in the shower. The room smelled like pineapples and coconut as she washed her hair. The smell reminded her of the California vacation she had taken a few years ago. She had stayed at a hotel and the shampoo and conditioner provided by the hotel smelled like tropical fruit. The fragrance was a pleasant change from the city where the smell of car exhaust, outside food vendors, and urine in subways was common.
By Kelly Jones3 years ago in Futurism
