The weeks fly by and another story is hatched. I find it amusing how my shorts are influenced by childhood memories or events in my life. The process of creating these vignettes on a weekly basis are so stimulating and show me that writing is what I should be doing. Enjoy!
We left Santa Rosa, New Mexico, heading west on Route 66. I hit the CD track to play our ritual song; marking the start of another day on the road. We sang along belting out the final line, ‘Get your kicks on Route 66’.
Retired and carefree, this trip was on our Bucket List. We started in Chicago, making many stops along the way and were getting closer to Los Angeles, California.
I stared at the semi-arid landscape lost in thought. My Route 66 obsession began at age twelve when the television show aired. It was more a teenage obsession with George Maharis during his time spent on the show.
I looked sideways at my partner. Always attracted to dark-haired brooding men, my husband was no exception. He wasn’t Hollywood handsome but he was my George Maharis.
He glanced at me. “What?”
I giggled. “Love ya, honey.”
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