Wynter Baker

Audrey's Problem

To Audrey May Brown, time stretched out for so long over the course of her life, as nothing had ever seemed to fill it lastingly enough for her to get the feeling of time “flying by”. The drive to her new house in the middle of nowhere was sadly no different. Even looking out the car window longingly and pretending to be the main character in a movie didn't satisfy her boredom long enough to fill 20 minutes of the three hour trip. Her books were discarded long ago, and music played through headphones dangling off the edge of the backseat nowhere near her ears. Eventually, it came to a point that whenever she checked the time, the minutes moved backwards, and she was in the same place of dread as she was two minutes prior. Two and a half hours into the drive, Audrey turned to counting the trees that flew past her window, and every time she reached one hundred she’d allow herself to check the time again. It was 12:32 pm when she decided to turn to her parents for entertainment.