Tawny Moody
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Thirsty
Thirsty.docx 1 / 2 Thirsty By Tawny Moody The Colorado River Basin from Wyoming to Mexico had truly become THE VALLEY in THE SHADOW OF DEATH. Jason, Jamie and Buddy grew up there and adapted in order to survive it. They were only toddlers when the economy crashed in the west. The trio never knew the neon lights and tourist filled extravagant nights of the Bellagio Fountain times. As teens Las Vegas Blvd is where they went to lose their virginity, drink their first beer and throw roof top bon fire bashes. The city was occupied by those who were too poor to pay their way through Idaho and buy their way into Canada. Congress abandoned the Basin and everything west of it. When their parents could not pay the Exodus Tax their United States citizenship was revoked. Buddy and Jamie’s Moms got jobs in the prison as intake administrators. They greeted new arrivals, had the privilege of collecting and recording their personal property and filling it away. Jason’s dad was the head of the strongest prison gang. He compensated Buddy’s mom well for raising Jason. Buddy’s mom was his number one mule. She could smuggle anything. She rarely had to. She just funneled the incoming personal property into Jason’s dads’ cell. The privately owned prison was the wests only source of revenue. It housed the Easts worst offenders and all the wests’ offenders. They received more money for each prisoner per year than they paid their top 2 employees combined. Nobody fought for higher wages out of fear they’d be let go and lose their only water source. The prison was the only way to access water legally. The trio, Now in their early 30’s were all wanted for GTA. Grand Theft AQUA. They loved outlaw life. They knew that desert valley better than any bounty hunter or hired henchman.
By Tawny Moody3 years ago in Fiction