As he drove along the highway and spotted the rainbow, he suddenly remembered the fortune cookie at lunch, “Your happiness is found at the rainbow, run toward it and never look back.” Can this be true? He wondered.
He drove for another minute before slamming hard on the brakes, shifting the car to park, and stepped out, not caring about the other drivers honking and shouting, “Are you crazy?” He stood there and stared at the rainbow. Can this be true? He wondered again. Can I really find my happiness beyond the rainbow?
After another minute, he thought, Oh, what the hell, worth a try. He crossed the highway before his walk became a jog and his jog became a sprint until he was drenched in a splash of colors. Hands on his knees, he breathed hard. The desolate landscape looked no different than the other side. He sighed with disappointment but as he was about to turn back, a voice called, “Welcome to the other side of the rainbow, where your happiness can be found.”
I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.