Wrote up a short story for this week’s Five Sentence Fiction. The one-word inspiration for this week: “home.”
My old man suffers from an acute case of wanderlust. We’d never stayed in one place for more than four years at a time before building our own home and “settling down.” That was eight years ago; he is starting to talk of moving again, and my mother just smiles sadly as she listens to his reasons. I wonder when I should tell them that I inherited that gene; my bones are itching to pack my things and hop on the next bus outta town.