Five hours she had been stuck on the orbital road. They had barely moved an inch while the snow continued to fall.
The glowing streetlights fought off the encroaching darkness, the car’s heater battled the creeping cold and the radio staved off the loneliness.
Some had abandoned their cars and started walking. She had too far to go. Best to sit it out.
The feeling of helplessness circled her. In a car going nowhere, unable to get off a road that always brought her back to where she started.
If she ever got home she had big decisions to make.
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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