PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman
The end of the road is really not an end. I embarked on this journey to find a final home in solitude. Society was in shambles; natural disasters were abundant.
I packed necessities and a super strong tent. Two flat tires later (I learned to change them myself), I had to rely on a friendly old native Arizona man when I ran out of gas. Darn cars, I should’ve just walked. Would I survive?
Now, I find a young fellow encamped over the hill, painting whatever he sees.
We will either be great friends, or I’m on the road again.
~The End~ (In a somewhat open ending…)
*A 100 word story.
**Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle at https://rochellewisoff.com/ and restarts every Friday with a new photo prompt. Flash fiction stories are to be 100 words or less, with a beginning, middle, and an end. Proper credit must be given to the owner of the photo. Add your own by clicking the Inlinks button at the Sept. 1 post at rochellewisoff.com. Thanks for visiting my blog!
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