Runaway

Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers.

phone-booth-jhcPHOTO PROMPT © J Hardy Carroll

Her backpack and duffel bag sat at her feet as she slouched in the seat. She had been staring at the pay phone for hours.

She had gone through every emotion – anger, frustration, fear, hurt, rage, and confusion, now back to fear.

She stood and quickly closed the distance between her and the phone.

“I’d like to make a collect call.”

She waited what seemed an eternity to hear the familiar voice answer.

“Mom?” Her frightened voice was a whisper.

“Lindsay, I’ve been worried sick. Are you okay?”

“I’m at the bus station. Will you come get me?”

(98 words)

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