Ariival

Arrived exhausted, sore and confused at 10 pm 5/19.
Yong met us at the airport (thank god) with a mysytery chick he called Fay. He told me she was a family friend, but evidence would soon surface that suggested otherwise.
We drove for an hour through the dark in his mother's Honda Accord. All the trucks are blue. The highyway ran parallel to the Maglev, the magnetetic levetating train that goes really fast.
Made it to Yong's parent's house in a gated community called Mother Earth Homestead. Yong's parents own two houses next to each other. The upstairs in the second one is divided into apartments. One of which was ours, one of which was Yong's, and one of which, this night, was for Fay.