Kenzie Reeves: Out Of Town

The trouble began the moment Kenzie’s train pulled out of Union Station. She was supposed to be on that train. Instead, she stood on the platform, watching her luggage roll away without her, because she’d dropped her ticket into a storm drain while trying to take a “calm deep breath” as recommended by her meditation app.

The goat, somewhere in the woods, wore its tiny sweater and waited for the next lost traveler to arrive. kenzie reeves out of town

Kenzie Reeves had a system for everything. Her refrigerator was organized by color, her emails were sorted into seventeen folders, and her travel itineraries were planned to the minute. So when she agreed to spend a long weekend at a remote lakeside cabin with three friends, she sent them a thirty-seven-page document titled “Relaxation Protocol: Maximum Fun, Minimum Chaos.” The trouble began the moment Kenzie’s train pulled