I saw her gazing at the road sign.
“Not from here?” I asked.
“Nope. Landed in O’Hare an hour ago,” she said. “Headed to Cali.”
“So you’re got a layover and figured you’d get your kicks?”
“No,” she said. “I’m walking Route 66, heartland to coast.”
I just stared at her.
“Gotta unthink it, man, and just do, you know?”
She smiled at me and hiked up her backpack.
I gave her a whatever look and checked my phone.
Seven new emails.
When I looked up again, she was gone.
My daughter sleeps quietly, the dogs do too, and though I should follow their example I write fiction instead. Anyway…Every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.
I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer. The weekly photo that inspired this story is below: