As it was, she just started...walking.
Nothing with her. No back pack. No extra change of clothes in a suitcase. Not even her wallet or cell phone. She just...up and left. Not telling anyone why or where she was going. Each step on the hot black assphault, felt like a year she was leaving behind. Tall trees lined the road. Looking up the clouds seemed to form into an arrow, pointing her onward. BBQ. Yes it was. She was smelling the smoky aroma of the resturaunt up the road. What was it called again?
Salt Lick. Thats right. Austin. She was going to Austin. It just occured to her. The building seemed to tilt towards her as she walked farther and farther away from it, her stomach grumbling the entire time. Sun beat down upon her. But for some reason the thick presperation didnt make her uncomfortable. It made her feel...free. She looked down at her hands. Dark and dirty from playing with the ground. She closed her eyes and could almost smell the rich soil she was planting in not even two hours ago. What made her stop? The bush, thats right. It was the bush. The small dead rose bush she was trying to save. It looked odd in her front yard. Too beautiful against the peeling paint and cement. She felt like a rose bush. Dead ofcourse. but also. out of place. Thats the moment she decided, or the bush decided for her. Because a dog came just as she was deep in thought and peed on it. She didnt want to be pissed on. by a dog, by people, by life. It was time. And now. Here she was, walking. Almost gliding towards whatever was ahead of her. An endless strech of road. Cars speeding by. She didnt even bother to lift up her thumb. A car pulled over and a man jumped out. The sun shone brightly, blocking out his face. He walked closer, Everything stopped. Everything. The cars. The blistering wind. The peeing dog, it all froze. But he kept walking, closer and closer. It was him. She was sure. He slipped his hand into hers. All smiles.
They kept walking farther and farther away from the car.
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