On the corner of Alleston Street, just outside of a grocery store called Maude’s there was a man wearing a sandwich board sign that read, “Find your Bliss” The sign might have gone unnoticed by Jack, had he recognized the man. After all, LogsNeck was a small town, under 300, and people did weird shit all the time just to be noticed. Jack noticed this man, because he didn’t know him. The man was a girl’s height, maybe five and a half feet, maybe taller in the rounded black boots he wore. He had on dirty jeans and a hooded sweatshirt that flapped across the backside of the sign.
Jack drove on, looking first outside the side window and then through the rear mirror at the man who was pacing quietly in front of Maude’s. He couldn’t decide what to make of the situation. People didn’t come to Logsneck. The town lived too far off the main highway to attract diners or gas em up’s. In fact, he hadn’t seen a new person going on eleven years.
Some Thoughts
- Bout ran out of time. I was getting started on something there. Felt good to peek into the storyverse and know my key still works.
- There are times I wake up and ask myself, “How the heck did I get here?”