Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the prompt.
A New Direction
Marcy was numb from the announcement that the parent company was closing her division, going in “a new direction.” In three short weeks she went from employed to invisible.
She looked up, frozen on the sidewalk. Stupid sign, Marcy thought. US Route 66 was just a memory. Take another way to Texas, or California. Can’t they let go of something that didn’t exist anymore?
Her thoughts echoed back, as if bouncing off the signs. She looked up again; saw Begin. She heard her own words. Take another way. Let go of what didn’t exist anymore.
She stepped forward, and began.