Friday Fictioneers-The Solo Trip

Copyright-D LoveringNot all who wander are lost.-J.R.R. Tolkein

Miranda had been promising herself a solo trip. Her mother worried she’d get lonely, or worse, mugged. What mother failed to realize was Miranda savored her time alone.

Wandering the winding streets of cobblestone, she found a coffee shop and purchased a cup. Greeted with sounds of the village coming alive, she continued her stroll.

It took forever to get here. A debilitating accident. A slow recovery. Now there was chronic pain.

In the village square she was surrounded by tinsel glimmering in the sun. It lit her blonde hair and warmed her skin.

Finally, she was a soul at peace.

100 words/Genre: general fiction

Thank you  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers. It is an honor and a privilege to have Ms. Rochelle critique my work. Please be sure to go to her page and read their stories too. We are a rather eclectic group and the genres run the gamut.

I welcome kudos and criticism. Happy reading.