The Straight And Narrow Road
Oct 14th, 2013 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Prior to the trip, Nebraska frightened us most.
The road looked so straight on the map, like a rigid line held fast by fate and concrete. We’d heard stories of the empty fields and empty skies in every direction. The kind of tedium that could endanger your soul. I should have suggested that we reconsider and chose another route, but I didn’t want Jesse to know how scared I really was.
I wish we had never gone to that fortune teller. She had probably been a fraud, but the thought of being bored to death has haunted me ever since.