‘We’ve been here before,’ she said. She didn’t just meant the roundabout they were passing for the fifth time.
They were hopelessly lost. He promised each time that he would change.
This time she needed to take a new direction. She needed to get off this emotional merry-go-round for good.
‘We’ve tried every exit,’ she said, meaning both their current driving predicament and their relationship.
He circled the roundabout, looking for the right way out.
‘Stop,’ she told him. ‘I’m getting out.’
She left him staring at the open door as she walked the footpath she had never taken before.
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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