Friday Fictioneers – The Road Out of Town

ff211015The bruise on her neck was still tender. But nobody asked any questions – she’d become adept at covering up for his mistakes.

Lori, table 2’s eggs are going cold!

Through the diner window she could see that the bus to Seattle was set to leave. She’d almost saved enough to be on it.

Lori, table 2 is still waiting!

Lori pinned a stray blond hair back underneath her hat. The Greyhound pulled away from the car park as she returned her attentions to the morning rush. She just needed a few more weeks…just a few more, and she’d be free.


These words form my entry into Friday Fictioneers photo prompt challenge.

20 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – The Road Out of Town

  1. sustainabilitea

    “…let’s just hope she makes it through another few weeks.” That’s what crossed my mind as well, Paul. A well-written snippet of a life that too many lead and that too many never escape except by death.


  2. The Writer's Village

    I wish Lori all the luck in the world.

    Table 2 hates their eggs cold. It might take her a few extra days to either make up for the lost tip or the poor treatment if table 2’s customer turns out to be her bruiser.



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