100 Word Story: Strum

Daily writing prompt

You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?

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Unbelievably, his name was Bart. He wore cowboy boots and carried a guitar. He smiled a lot but didn’t sing or strum. None of that.

When the train pulled into to Laramie, he gathered his things. I played a game in my head where he tipped his hat and asked me to come with him. The town was dark except for the station light. No one seemed to be waiting for him.

At home, my boyfriend, who was an intermission boyfriend, was driving my yellow VW around town like he owned it. He didn’t play an instrument or pretend to.