Trailing Rainbows

“When your world falls apart, find new worlds”

Bo has spent years planning the road trip of a life time with her mother, but when tragedy strikes she drops everything and everyone to begin the trip that will change everything.

Chasing storms and trailing rainbows, Bo must discover her own reasons for living out life even during difficulty.

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July 22nd

You were the lynch pin in a family that hardly exists without you. Maybe love isn't enough to hold us together without your glue. Maybe our intrinsic faults will be enough to drive us apart in a world where we have so little in common.

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July 15th

There's a peace in letting go. I hope I've never too afraid of what could happen to let go of the controls just a little.

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July 8th

It’s just that everything seems muted like a filter has fallen over the world and all I can see is the green.

I’ll make the effort to see more. There’s always more to see if I just look, and Utah is a good place to begin with all the startling contrasts and the bright sun lighting up the sky.

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June 3rd

We would lie here, in the bed barely big enough for both of us, and talk about Donovan and Darrah and how good the food was, and how these friends of ours never pry, but still know everything about us.

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May 27th

think maybe the Victorian grave I'm in is six feet underground, and the string tied around my finger is attached to a clapper-less bell, but maybe, just maybe...

Someone is standing at another grave a few feet away, and maybe the swinging motion of my bell will catch their attention.

Maybe they'll dig me up and find I'm alive though barely breathing.

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May 13th

She was supposed to be here. Supposed to be on this trip, making sarcastic observations about people and signs, making me laugh, and helping me to stay awake on the long stretches of road.

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April 29

“This is the third day. Third days have symbolism, right? Something about being raised from the dead?

I can't feel it. It still feels like I'm suffocating underground in a Victorian graveyard with the bell above my grave swinging clapper-less.