“Come on come on come on! Get your stuff!”
Matt tapped his foot and glanced again at his watch. Every hour wasted was another hour he’d have to rent the damned moving truck. It was cheaper than the hotels, but that didn’t make it cheap.
Avery, his oldest stepped up, one hand on her hip and the other clutching her travel bag. “I’m tired of moving,” she whined. “Can’t we just stay in one place for a while? I’d like to you know, make friends.”
Matt dismissed her complaints with a wave of his hand and stepped forward to grab the edge of her bag and pull her towards the truck.
“You’ll understand when you’re older.” She dutifully climbed up the side and pulled open the door. A stack of fliers and brochures of locations all over the country littered the front seat. A giant “X” written in black Sharpie marked over half. His daughter pushed them to the floor. Once she was settled, he handed her a map with the paperclip on the top holding yet another flier to it.
“Destiny Falls, North Dakota. Fame and fortune await.”
This time would be the one.


16 thoughts on “Destiny

    1. I’m a little more optimistic on this one. I think it may take her running away from “home” and that may be an adventure in itself, but I think he’s going to get the message this time. Thanks for reading!


  1. Great story! Unfortunately, parents do not always realize what they put their children through. I hope he learns real soon before she disappears and tries to start a new life without him. She could put herself in grave danger.

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  2. I can see their relationship seriously deteriorating as she continues to grow older! It’s a shame he doesn’t realise the effect the constant moving is having on her. Great story, Jon. 🙂

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