Desert Rose
By Karisma
Prologue
Rated: R (For adult subject content, language, and allusions to sexual 
matters)
Genre: General Fiction; Romance, Alt
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June 2001
                                                                             
     																						         December 2001
    She was going back to Southfield.
    Serena Jenkins sank back into the less than comfortable seating of the 
commercial plane. She was oblivious to the discomfort as she stared out the 
small window next to her, her index finger idly rubbing against on her chin. 
Her mind soared through the clouds and past the spectacular aerial view of 
New Mexico. What she was thinking of was far more paramount than the 
geometrical shapes of dusky colored land peeking through the wisps of cotton 
candy-like clouds.
    She allowed her mind to go back to the sleepy town in Maine where her 
life was forever changed twelve years ago. She sat motionless while the 
flight attendant politely asked her which beverage she would prefer; she was 
impervious to the curious look she received when she remained silent to the 
inquiry. Because she was not here on the plane to Maine, she was far away in 
that cramped, dark space where her life took the one turn that was 
irrevocable.
     Serena jarred herself out of the trance when warm fingers brushed her 
hand to capture her attention. She smiled politely at the passenger next to 
her, answering his question which curt formality. She adjusted her attention 
to the small television screen some yards away from her. Julia Roberts was 
reiterating her non-negotiable terms for one night of passion with her to 
Richard Gere.
     Soon enough she drifted from the steamy sex scene to far more pressing 
matters.
    She was going back to Southfield.
    And when she got there, all hell would break loose.