Picture courtesy of Dee Lovering
A voyager and explorer, a city steeped in history. As Laozi said, ‘A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.’ Here’s to adventure.
My apologies for being a bad reader this past few weeks. I’m trying to shake a persistent head cold and losing.
Word count: 100
“What the hell are you doing in Barcelona, Bud?” Sarah swiveled in her chair and pulled on her bangs, seeing the scene behind him.
“Well…I slipped big this time. It just happened.” Bud waited for the explosion to follow his news, but was met with nothing but silence. “Sarah? Honey?”
“You promised. You swore to me. No more teleporting. You know what it does to me.” Sarah’s voice was wavery and thin, fearful.
“I know. But don’t worry. I’ll make it back in one piece. It will all be fine.”
Disconnecting, Sarah exhaled sadly, knowing it could never end well between them.
© Erin Leary
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