It’s Friday Fictioneers time! The challenge is to write 100 words based on a weekly photo prompt chosen by our host Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Check out her blog for more information by clicking here. Thank you to all who take the time to read, like or comment.
This week’s photo is great. It reminds me of two amazing holidays I had in Cyprus. Yet somehow my story is another glum one – default setting I’m afraid. I’m much more fun than my writing suggests. Promise.

PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Marler Morrill
Escape
I left a month after the funeral. I didn’t tell anyone where I was going. I sold the house. I severed all ties with work. I changed my email address, mobile number and deleted my Facebook account. This was an opportunity – a chance to start again, to be anonymous, free.
Standing in an empty street in a town I couldn’t pronounce, I realised I had achieved everything I wanted. I searched for the peace I thought I would feel but found only unrest and fear. Icy fingers gripped my heart as the sun burnt my brow.
You can’t escape yourself.

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