Desert El Dorado Man

A Stella Samuel Short

No coverage, not even one bar; the battery was dead anyway. Still daytime, but with an overcast, the sky had a perfectly even dullness, so there was no way to tell what time of day it was, much less which direction was north or south or anything else for that matter. A two-lane blacktop road snaked up the desert hill in the distance and disappeared behind looming Saguaros, snaking back down…