Time once again to get those creative juices flowing and join Jenny Matlock for Saturday Centus. Our lovely hostess provides us with a prompt, and we then struggle to write a story that thrills, amazes and uplifts. In 100 words or less. Try it sometime, it's not as easy as you might think. Especially if you were vaccinated with a phonograph needle, as I apparently was. Anyway, on to this week's prompt, provided by our very own Tom at Sophisticated Lunacy. A nice LONG prompt this week. Tom gets his revenge for all those torn up babies :) You have to read this post to understand that last statement. Go ahead, I'll wait. Ok, now you get it!
Here is my contribution for week 12. The prompt is in bold font.
Driving six hours is a long time on the road. Six hours spent singing car-aoke and taking in the picturesque scenery, but mostly reminiscing about the good times. But those days were long gone and my mind was in a different place now. Or was it? My pulse quickened as I passed the road sign which read "Medford 27 miles."
Glancing at my watch, a shiny silver reminder of the normal life I'd just left behind. I should make it to that cursed place well before sundown.
Funny, I had always loved sunsets, as if God was painting that giant canvas just for me, with brilliant, broad strokes that evoked awe and wonder. Now, nothing but dread at the thought of that burning orb dropping below the horizon.
A quick check to make sure the supplies were hidden. That silver stake would surely raise questions.
Slowly exiting the highway, to finish what had been left undone too many years before.