Crossroads

John chewed happily as he waited. Vine weed made a pleasant change to the usual diet of bluebottles, mosquitoes and other winged insects that made it into his grill.

He’d heard them argue, of course.

“I know where we’re going. I’ve been here before.”

“You told me you’d been here with your folks, when you were 4. I hardly think that counts.”

“We should go left.”

“We should go right!”

“It’s definitely left.”

“I’m telling you we have to go…”

Turns out, one needs to make a decision at a crossroads; especially one divided by several acres of barren land.


 

This piece was submitted as part of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. 1 photograph. 100 words. Sometimes over 100 people taking part.

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18 thoughts on “Crossroads

  1. I think they’ve a couple of decisions to make. One relates to the direction in which they should steer the truck. I like John, he sounds like a nice truck. 🙂

  2. I have not participated in Friday Fictioneers in a while – I’m happy I chose to this week. Being a very indecisive person, I felt right at home reading your interpretation of the prompt. Your take on it is unique! Love it. Good work 🙂

  3. Howdy, Peter! I shouldn’t think an engine would run well on vine weed, but maybe this is one of those new-fangled alternative-fuel vehicles. 🙂

    Creative take on the prompt.

    Cheers!
    Marie Gail

  4. I thought your muncher was a watching animal or something and was retelling the tale os what it had witnessed – the results of indecision at crossroads – the taking of ‘the road less travelled’ – over the fields! 🙂

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