On The Road Again

 

All those of little faith who did not think he’d go for it!

They must be turning in their graves or keening over walkers. Also the doctors who shook heads at him. The nurses who fussed with his linens as if treating him as an invalid would have him forget that he’s a grown man who had lifted others and carried them first across burning sands and later out of burning buildings.

He always knew that where the rubber meets the road is where he’d meet his maker.

He’d left the Rolex.

The aide can always get another motorcycle.

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt © Lisa Fox

 

39 thoughts on “On The Road Again

    • Determined he indeed is! I am not sure all people can be cared for the way we might want to care for them, or is think is best for them. It seems he is content with his choices, whatever end they may lead to, and perhaps that can be good enough. 🙂

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