Friday Fictioneers: Trek to Nowhereland

Please Note: this is 100% fiction!

I have never been particularly fond of the family’s annual trek to “Nowhereland”. I call it that because the trail literally lead to nowhere. The rocky paths, the never-ending stone steps, and the endless bickering are always the integral parts of the trek.

“I’d rather stay here.” Susie, my friend, says over that morning’s hotel breakfast.

“Please,” I plead. “I can use a companion. We can make fun of their argument. Please…”

She rolls her eyes, “Oh, all right, but you, missy, you own me a spa date.”


“Complete with a super long massage and facial?”

“Whatever you like.”

(100 words)

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