‘It’s the stairway of destiny,’ all the kids said. Stephanie was sceptical, being a practical, no-nonsense sort of girl, qualities which sustained her as her crazy mother dragged her from town to town, following each new boyfriend. Stephanie found little comfort in childhood distractions.
‘Just climb up, and you’ll see your future,’ they said.
‘Nonsense,’ said Stephanie; but she did it, just to prove the point.
From the highest step she looked out over the trees and saw, with a gasp, her house. She watched, as her mother and the latest boyfriend loaded suitcases into the car and drove away.
This is for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly flash fiction challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Writers post 100 word stories in response to a photo prompt.