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January 17, 2014



January 17th, 2014 StoryStarter prompt: Getting lost and ending up in this backwoods town isn't the way I imagined I would find myself again.

I knew I should have said something an hour ago after we'd passed the same dead oak tree four times. I figured it was time to bring it up now that I was about to pee my pants and we were no closer to reaching the main highway than we had been when we left Backwoods, Nebraska. He sat at the country crossroads, staring first to the right, then to the left with a blank look on his face. "I think we're lost," he mumbled.

"Gee. Ya think?" I asked.

"No need to be a smart-ass, Delilah," he said. "I didn't hear you offering any navigational advice anywhere along the way."

I snickered. He was right. I guess I was being a bitch. I wanted to see how long he was going to drive the same country block before he finally gave in and asked me for help. I had grown up here, and Asher hadn't. Hell, he had never seen a real live cow until a week ago. "Well if you take a left, we'll get to the highway. Finally. If you take a right, we'll end up in Backwoods again. Which...come to think of it, isn't a bad idea. I have to go to the bathroom and I'm hungry."

"Fine," he sighed. "Are you sure?"

"Am I sure what? Sure that I have to pee?" I smirked.

"No Delilah. Are you sure that's the way back to town?" he asked.

I shot him a withering glance. "Yes. I'm sure."



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Lori L. Clark

Lori L. Clark currently resides in Hazelwood, MO with three rescue dogs. When Lori isn't listening to the voices in her head, waiting for the next creative inspiration to strike, she also loves to read, run, paint pet portraits and save dogs. Email Lori at LLClark.author@gmail.com

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