Friday Fictioneers – February 9, 2018 – Photo by JS Brand
After shoveling almost a foot of snow in negative temperatures, she was ready to give it all up. It’s not to say that she didn’t love growing up with all of the seasons, but as she heaved with burning lungs, she was ready to escape the snow.
She sold everything and flew down to the lowest point of the country where one could easily escape their life by boat. As she sailed, she found herself reading novels about real weather. And the longer she stayed in paradise, the more she longed shoveling snow. Now she was ready to escape paradise. (100 words)