ELA5, CSS, Sferrazza

Katie pushed damp curls back from her forehead with hot sweaty fingers. She leaned sideways to peer past GJ's right ear. That straight dirt road still shot out in front of the truck as bland and boring as ever. It stretched endlessly across this dreary land until, in the distance, its two edges grew so close they seemed to touch. On both sides of the road were fields. Rocky fields, bumpy fields, green fields, brown fields, they stretched in all directions to a flat and featureless horizon. In a place like this, a truck might drive right off the edge of the earth and vanish forever. Worse than the flatness, though, was the heat. And dust. And mosquitoes.