An Empty desert

There was a boy in this empty vast neighborhood in the desert of California. He was not very happy about staying with his dad but he knew he missed him more than his early childhood. He would often walk to the store with his father in the mysterious night with the moon dancing in the spotlight which is our eyes. Sand from the desert would fly off the ground into the refreshing air. Him and his dad would always walk by a fence that kept in the goats that would talk to them. Joshua trees would dance in the distance, birds would chirp in symphony, and cars rumbling on the long lonely highway.