Hitchhiker
Zoe rode down the open road. These days it was all open road since the cataclysm. She was happy to have a motorbike that worked and enough fuel to get over the other side of the desert.
She was surprised to see a lone figure standing by the road. A woman covered in dust.
“You’re the first person I’ve seen in a while.” Zoe told her.
“Where you heading?”
“Nowhere.” Zoe replied.
“Weird! I’m headed there too!” she smiled. “Can I catch a lift?”
“Sure.” The woman got on and put her arms around Zoe’s waist. They drove off.
Joanne Fisher
This was written with the prompt open road provided by the Carrot Ranch February 27 Flash Fiction Challenge.
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©2020 Joanne Fisher
I was expecting a ghost, but it’s good to have a friend!
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Yes it is indeed 🙂
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I like going nowhere fast.
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Some of my best drives have been to nowhere 🙂
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Cataclysms can be good for both motorcycling and for meeting people. A well set response to the prompt; I was thinking Mad Maxish at first but nicer crowd in the end.
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Yes definitely 😁
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Don’t let the apocalypse get in the way of meeting someone 🙂
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Right?
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Feels like an open road post-apocalyptic romance, Joanne!
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Yes that was the intention 😉
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