Highway to Hell

Usually my writing is dark, but every so often, it is tragic. This week’s entry for the six sentence story word of DETOUR by girlontheedge is definitely dark below the surface. Not much is said directly, but a lot is implied. If you have triggers, read the tags before reading, this one is a bumpy ride.


People tell me that life is a highway, that it isn’t the destination that matters, but the journey you take to get there.


If that is true then meeting you was like finding a detour in they construction zone that was my life, finally a chance to get out of the slow lane and drive.


At first it was perfect, the wind blowing through my hair, and by the time I realized you had led me onto a dark isolated road, I was so far away from the highway that I couldn’t find my way back.


So I kept going, when the road got bumpy, I slowed down a little and told myself it was okay, it would get better soon.


I didn’t turn back at the first blowout, the sixth, or even the broken axles, and it took a full blown crash to make me realize I couldn’t keep doing this, one day it was going to get me killed.


When I got back on the road, I was a cautious driver, always going below the limit, and it took me months before I could even think of hitting the highway again, let alone taking detour, but it’s been three years; I am ready to try again.

11 thoughts on “Highway to Hell

  1. Excellent use of analogy, Anne. Perhaps a test run on the information superhighway would be a good place to start your new journey. It’s how I met my wife after my first marriage hit a brick wall. I still get back pain just remembering jumping through the hoops she put me through to get a coffee date to start with but well worth it. 🙂

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  2. Those rallying (car races) come to mind. The concluding line seems so full of reluctance and caution, but I’ll bet a rally driver would be a more competent driver than one who never left the safety of a perfectly smooth road.
    … engaging Six.

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