Writing Challenges

Unfinished Business

Welcome to Day 12 of 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing, the creative writing challenge that 4 out of 5 lawyers agree is the reason for the “not of sound mind” defense. Today’s prompt is The Day I Met Abraham Lincoln, and this was – unwittingly – Ziva’s fault. Don’t forget to link up at the end of this post if you participated in today’s challenge before you snapped.

This is the fourth part of an undetermined-part series that I just can’t seem to end. You can read part one, part two, and part three if you’d like. Or not. My feelings won’t be hurt. *sob*

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Unfinished Business

It’s been over an hour since the last car passed me by and left me in a cloud of dust. An hour with nothing to do but put one foot in front of the other and think about things better left alone.

The bar was nearly empty; a drunk passed out in the corner booth, two older fellows at the bar watching football highlights on the television, a table with four young studs playing a drinking game, and another table with three young women desperately trying to get noticed without appearing at all interested. And on the dance floor, one lone couple swaying in time to the music.

“Take me with you,” she said.

I’ve been trying to shake off the memories. To forget. Forget sweet Emma and what might have been. Emma wasn’t her real name, of course. But she reminded me of Emma Stone so that’s what I called her. That was my standard operating procedure. Forget the faces, the places and just make up the names as you go along. And it worked, until I met Emma.

“Take me with you,” she said.

One foot in front of the other. We’d left the bar together and headed west. She didn’t even want to stop to pick up her stuff. Just said okay and got in the passenger seat. One foot in front of the other. And it was all going well until the day I met Abraham Lincoln. A tall drink of water who liked to end every sentence with “I shit you not.” Ole Honest Abe. Turns out, Abe was a lying sack of shit, I shit you not. Ahead of me is empty road. Behind me are memories.

“Take me with you,” she said.

The empty road ahead will eventually lead to San Fransisco and a bit of unfinished business. The road behind me leads to Emma and Abe. And some more unfinished business. One foot in front of the other.

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