Her pudgy fingers trace the creases on her face.
“What are these?”
“Oh, these are the road maps of the journeys that I have taken in this life.”
“Can I take the same road?”
“No two journeys are the same, but I hope you take some of the same roads and some I hope not!”
Linking this to the Write Tribe’s Festival of Words
Day 3 – Prompt – Feature a map and write about a place either real or virtual