Across The Line: The Exodus Of Charlie Wright (... -

He hadn't told anyone. There was no one left to tell. His sister had moved to the coast years ago, swallowed by the same system he was running from. His friends were too tired or too scared to look up from their screens.

Charlie stepped out of the truck, the gravel crunching under his worn leather boots. The sound seemed dangerously loud in the vast emptiness. He walked to the edge of the fence, where a section had been pulled back by someone who had chased the same horizon long before him. He reached out and touched the cold, jagged metal. Across the Line: The Exodus of Charlie Wright (...

The border was nothing more than a rusted chain-link fence swallowed by cheatgrass and the fierce, indifferent silence of the high desert. To anyone else, it was a line on a map. To Charlie Wright, it was the edge of the world. He hadn't told anyone