Leaving

Leaving

March 3, 2020 Off By Lisa

Carla didn’t know what drove her decision. She only knew she needed to go.

She flew through the house, stuffing items into her duffel. From the bedroom, her favorite sweatshirt. His, really. Too bad. From the dining room she grabbed her current reading pile and a half-drunk Diet Coke.

She stamped down the three steps to the front door, paused by the kitchen. Crockpot on. Good.

She locked the front door and flung her bag into the back seat as she jumped into the convertible. She only looked in the rearview mirror once as she hit the open road.

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Written in response to February 27, 2020, flash fiction challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications. 

In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes the open road. Where will the trip lead? Who is going, and why? Follow the open road wherever it may lead!

CategoryLife Words
TagsCarrot Ranch Flash Fiction flash fiction

About The Author

Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

2 Comments

  • Charli Mills says:
    March 5, 2020 at 12:08 am

    That “too bad” says a lot about her going. Curious about the crockpot — a delay tactic or her need to take care of him even in parting? Nice flash, Lisa!

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