It was strange that their final day should end in this motel carpark. Memories gushed over Jimmy in torrents. Here was where he’d fallen for her, where they’d begun the road trip that sealed their future. How he’d relaxed, lost his inhibitions on that trip.
Over there was where he’d called her ugly names, frustrated by her bouts of stubbornness. He grimaced at that memory.
But this was goodbye. E-bay had brought them together here, and now E-bay was parting them. Jim checked the delivery address, gave the dash a gentle rub and stepped out into the rain.
This is my contribution to this week’s Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Each week, Rochelle selects a picture prompt, with the challenge to compose a complete story in 100 words.