Time for Friday Fictioneers express to leave the station once more, and I am on board this week! Thanks again to Rochelle, for captaining this train of rowdy writers. And to Adam Ickes, for providing the photo to inspire us all 🙂 Check out all the other fabulous stories HERE.
The walk stretched out in front of Amber, seemingly endless. At the far end, the brightly colored pavilon stood, marking a diffent phase of her life. Was she ready?Family and friends waited, staring over the wood planks at her. Was she going to trip on over those rough boards?
“Are you ready?” her dad asked, cocking his arm at her.
Amber tightened her fingers, squeezing the stems of the bouquet. Ready? No, she really, really wasn’t. Pyramids, she wanted to see pyramids. And mountains, and deserts….
“Sorry Daddy,” she whispered as the flowers bounced off the planks at her feet.