the end of the trail page 1 by ric gustafson. free write story 2
Mickey Munroe yawned as he poured himself a cup of coffee. He looked down and checked his trail badge to make sure it was on straight. He looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was 7:58. He sat down behind the wide wooden counter and straightened his large brown trail hat. He looked up to see that it was now 8:00.
The little bell on the front door clanged. A male senior citizen slowly opened it and held it open for his small wife to enter.
" May I help you?".
" Yes" the man said in a hesitant voice as he slowly walked up to the counter. " My wife and I are frustrated".
" Why is that?".
" We were doing just fine on this trail of life" he said as he pointed outside. " And now it seems the trail has come to an end".
" That's true" Mickey said as he straightened his trail hat. " This is the end of the trail"
Everyone take care. Love Ric.
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