Train Tracks of a Gypsy Soul {Friday Fictioneer Tale}

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Train Tracks
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 Train Tracks of a Gypsy Soul

She walked along the tracks that intertwined in this part of the city. The red-head wore an old, tattered backpack that held just one more outfit, a toothbrush, and well-used journals. In her right hand, the 16-year-old held a guitar case.

As she meandered, she searched for a train car with an open door. An old clunker started passing very slowly. Before it picked up speed she saw an open car. She threw her guitar up into the empty space and quickly followed.

Sitting on the edge, she pulled out the guitar, serenading her new gypsy soul.

Word Count: 97

 

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9 Replies to “Train Tracks of a Gypsy Soul {Friday Fictioneer Tale}”

  1. Dear Ashley,

    She must also be quite athletic. 😉 I’m sure there’s more to her story. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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