PHOTO PROMPT – © Copyright Jean L. Hays
This is my submission for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly 100-word story project helmed by the gracious Rochelle. I’m feeling a but nutty this week, a smidge more than usual, probably because I may be coming down with something. 🙂 I apologize if this is unfunny and I look back on this when I’m feeling better and think – why oh why did that seem like a good idea? This story is inspired from real-life, pre-GPS experiences with the enigmatic and mysterious Route 1 whose presence like a ghost in the night is often hinted at more than seen – especially when you’re trying really hard to find it. I am NOT making this up!
For our first get-together, I decided to take the scenic route: Route 1 from Southeast Philly through to North Jersey and then upstate New York. Simple, I thought. Just follow the signs, I thought.
Maybe it’s a conspiracy or bad luck, but every single Route 1 sign was overgrown, knocked over or in one case simply not there.
By the time I reached the restaurant, a half hour late, I had decided two things:1) from now on I was going to find my own way and 2) my new favorite song was Signs by Five Man Electrical Band.