Flash Fiction returns this week. Only because I need to get back into a routine. The picture prompt that came out on Wednesday over on Madison Woods' page is where you can get links to other Flash Fictioneers short stories. Also you can participate if you like, just make sure you link your story to her blog. Follow us on Twitter tomorrow if you like: #Friday Fictioneers Enjoy.
Deena walked the tunnel twice a day ever since she was allowed to walk alone. It crossed under Rural Route 27. It was the only way to town from her home. Her safe quiet, never changing home, that housed generations of her family for 200 years.
The tunnel wasn't that old, but the path leading to and from were, another never changing thing that made up Deena's life. It was periodically reinforced but nothing drastic.
Today the tunnel was no different than it was before. The person who passed under Rural Route 27 had changed. Last night after Reggie Malloy tried to get in her pants again, she made a decision. This place could rot.
When she came out of the shadow of the tunnel, the light caught her ponytail. She squared her shoulders and took the first step into the rest of her life.