Your Dream Campground by D.A.Sanford - HTML preview

Relaxing at Your Dream Campgrounds

The RV is now sitting beside that office. I go in it each day and I am amazed at the inside changes are actually wonderful. Besides the rooms and facilities we had, now there is a work room. The amazing thing is the room that I call the wardrobe.

Inside is what seems like an endless rotary clothes rack. A keyboard is there. We have not used it yet but I am interested in why.

The reason we have not used it is because my two have not been wearing anything. Their morning limbering has been a great distraction and I do think that it really is training for any of our future journeys.

I enjoy the lessons in restraint. Their tempting, my restraint. I will say that there are rewards for me afterwards.

They can do that because to others passing on that dirt road, As Felicity said, “This pocket dimension, to someone uninvited will only be the size of a blueberry. For the invited, it is as large as it is needed.

A new day is starting. Why am I so tired and sore? My two come out in the same condition and just smile. That’s right, that’s why we are tired.

On a whim, I tell them to get dressed. “I want breakfast at the nude trucker diner this morning. We had quite a bothered time the last visit. Maybe this time it will be quieter. I may even buy those truckers breakfast. That is if they remember us.”

They love the idea and run to the RV. “My ladies, maybe you should put on some clothes?”

“That wardrobe is finished and we want to try it out. You should too.”

“If that is what you want, I’m going to take a shower first and then jeans and a tee shirt.” I get out of the shower and find that they have put out sweats for me. I put them on and find that they are dressed the same.

I am informed that today will be different. “Today we need to start training for our next assignment.” After the last assignment, I just shrug and drive.

The RV is now in better than new condition. There is a whole new touch screen control panel. It even is self driving when we need to continue driving but also need to get rest.

The three of us all just sigh. “We could have used this on that final run. Has anyone looked to see what shape that room is in?”

We laugh because I really did and that is how I found the wardrobe. Even the RV found the room was not salvageable. It deleted it and made a new room. Maybe it was the RV’s way of erasing it’s memory of that. I wish we could.

It must be just my imagination but I can still hear them going at it.

Making it to the diner, the trucks are still here. I figure that it just must have reset. I was ready to have to do the whole thing again but the waitress that served us last time welcomes us back.

We sit and she tells us that they forgot to baste them yesterday. They still have not been released from the hospital. They were sunburned one hundred percent of their body.” She stopped there waiting for our minds to catch up. The two of mine started to laugh and Jaylin had to ask, “Did they have mustard on their dogs?”

Okay, I get it but even I join the diner in laughter when she said that it looked like catsup but even their buns were red. Now what can I get you?”

The three of us get the barnyard. As the waitress described it, “There is a little from everything that runs in the barnyard. There are eggs, bacon, sausage and steak. Toast, biscuits, OJ, coffee and or milk. All on a big platter.”

She laughs when she says that it comes with a take home box.

The barnyard has arrived and we see why the box. This platter looks like it is used for the big turkey. One would have fed the three of us. I’m staring at it but there is a man, with his family in the car, at the counter that is just ordering four pieces of toast to go.

Falicity gets up. She points to our table and says, “We ordered three breakfasts but did not realize the real size. We will barely finish one. Please take the other two.” Jaylin and I box the two and over his objections, we gave them to him.”

“It would only be thrown out.” I say. “Please do us a favor otherwise we would be here until the 10 pm closing and still would not finish.”

The man ordering the toast tells us that they only had the gas money and some for food but a break down ate most of it. We still have the rest of the day’s travel before we reach home.”

He takes the meals and we see a wife and three children in the car. I go out and tell him to pull up to the pump. I fill him up until it cannot hold anymore. His wife is crying and just says that now they have enough to get home.

I come back in and the diner owner comes to us and says that the next time you are in. The meals will be on the house.

Jaylin tells the owner and diners, “We do things like that out of kindness and respect for others. People can take away everything you have but they cannot take away that feeling of doing good for someone without even being asked.”

Getting up to leave, I drop five twenties on the table for a forty dollar check. “Tip” I just say as I close the door with the waitress just looking at the money.

Falicity is bouncing, I mean her whole body. Yes they are bouncing too. Men remember, they are my wives.

She is pointing to a woman barely in her twenties. The red head is just sitting on a rock beside the road with a sign that says “Anywhere.” She has the torn jeans that come that way, a white tee shirt that has a message on it “Your dream girl.” She is looking directly at us.

She gets up and walks over to us. Looking at me but talking to my two, “Jaylin nice to see you again and Felicity I see you finally got a name.” Pointing to me, “Is this the one?”

“Yes, Karla. This is Craig.” Felicity says but cannot restrain herself any longer. She bounces over hugs her for a while but Karla pushes her away. “You get too friendly at times.” She is smiling.

Not waiting, she reaches into her pocket and pulls out a bead on a string and hands it to me. I take it and had a familiar feeling. Like the small cards of the deck I now own. I feel it and it has a slight iridescence to it. I almost want to say that it is an opal.

“You’re correct. The opal is said to have come from the Creator's footsteps on a rainbow or from bolts of lightning. It, in your hands can be used for either happiness or punishment. I will be joining you to teach you how to use that. As with the cards that Jaylin dealt, you must learn to wield the power but with what you did to those truckers and what you did for that family, you already have earned the opal but you have not mastered it.

I have three other stones. Once you master the opal, the others are progressively stronger. Whether you like it or not, you are being pushed closer to godhood. The stones are necessary and you must master them hopefully before we have to pick up that woman.”

She has a very sour look but this time Jaylin is smiling that sinister smile as she mentions a name “Hellana.”

Karla almost explodes at the mentioning of the name. Jaylin is actually enjoying it. She looks at me. “I will not tell you anything other than she is bubbly. She can put Felicity to shame.”

Felicity tells me that she loves everybody but she can get clingy. If the master of cling and bubbles says that someone is too clingy, I may have to put a cage around the driver’s area.

Karla just saunters to the RV and gets in. She just helps herself to a beer and sits on the sofa, She puts her feet on the coffee table. “Why don’t you just make yourself at home.” I say as I knock her feet off the table.

The radio is playing “R E S P ECT. That is what it means to me.”

“We have one real rule, respect. That means us, the RV and the people we will meet. Now the route is set in the GPS and the RV is moving, I guess it is eager to get moving.”

Karla remarks that it is just a mechanical tool. Almost all of us were knocked off our feet when the RV hit the brakes and opened the door. The radio now playing “Hit the road Jack.”

Jaylin says, with that smile again, “I guess that mechanical tool wants to kick your ass out the door. You need to remember that it controls the food supply. It controls the wardrobe, it controls every aspect of the RV. You would not want to find that all you have to eat is what we have left on our plates. Or maybe that the ideal temperature you set the shower suddenly changes to ice cold and it will not shut off with the shower door stuck?”

Karla just says, in a sarcastic way, “Sorry”

She sips the beer but runs to the sink to spit out the beer. Her first sips were wonderful but now it was a skunk beer, The RV revs the engine and closes the door. I go up to the driver’s seat, rub the dash “I think she got your point. How about I just sit here and admire how much better you drive than I do.”

Karla is dumb struck. “You mean that it is sentient?

Felicity just says, “Yes she is.”

Again Jaylin has that smile when she tells Karla, “Just know, you are now on her shit list. You may need to polish the outside to get back into her good graces.” That chuckle goes right through me.

The four of us stop in our tracks when the radio starts playing that country song “Living in your radio, how do you like me now.” and the video is playing on the screen. The three of us are just cheering and sing along.

Karla is standing there as Felicity hands her a towel saying that she needs to wipe up the pee. Jaylin hands her a can of polish.

After all the joking at her expense is over, I have everyone sit in the living room. Karla is fixated on the black cat clock on the wall. The eyes move back and forth while the tail wags. There is a clock in it’s stomach.

When ever she is looking at it, the clock acts normal. The second she takes her eyes off it, the eyes fix on her, the tail bristles and the clock will go backwards or forwards until she looks at it again. It will allow her to see it for a split second and then it will behave like a normal clock.

“Karla, unless you have not noticed, you have rubbed the RV the wrong way.” I tell her but I look to my two. “I never asked, does she have a name?”

All of a sudden, the radio is blaring “Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria!”

Karla now realizes that she has walked into an opponent that she cannot best. She does take to the knee and says that she is truly sorry for her disrespect. “I never thought that you could be alive. I am sorry for offending you.”

“Why can’t we be friends, why can’t we be friends.” Plays.

Karla gets up, walks up to the radio and pets it. “Thank you.” Is all she says.

The radio just plays “Don’t get too comfortable” as Karla walks away

This should get very interesting