This post is written for Friday Fictioneers. My story follows the picture prompt.
I can’t believe I could get everything I posses in a little four by six foot moving trailer. Thirty five years old and in this little truck are all my worldly possessions.
Looking out my hotel window on this cold and raining night just confirms my desire to leave this depressing mid west town. I told her it was the best solution for our problems. Starting the affair was my fault. I never wanted to be a home wrecker. I couldn’t stay in the same town with her.
Another two days on the road and I will be in Tucson.
Oh Danny Boy! 
This is one of the thoughts I got from the image as well.. I went on another direction though.
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I see you did.
DJ
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…and people ask me why I’m single! A sad but all too common situation.
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Some what of a true story about me was the basis for the post. Thank for commenting.
DJ
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If he’s going to carry on like that it’s probably best that he can easily pack up and leave!
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another scoundrel hits the road!
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Sometimes we make choices without thinking of the consequences… good idea to move on!
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So true!
DJ
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Miserable night, miserable tale.
Well done.
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Leaving the scene of his crime I would say.
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Yup! And before it became a bigger crime.
DJ
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“48 hours from Tucson”: was that Gene Pitney? 😉
Good piece.
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Loosely based on “Nobody goes to Tucson in the Summer Time.” I forget the singer.
DJ
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Very fitting take on the prompt.
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Thanks Sandra. Always appreciate you stopping by.
DJ
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Dear Danny,
He’s doing the right thing. It makes me think of By the Time I Get to Phoenix. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks! Never thought of that. I did base it somewhat on a song “No one goes to Tucson in the Summertime.”
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This is such a depressing piece! In a very good way. Parking lots on rainy nights cry out for depressing.
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So very true! Thanks for commenting.
DJ
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The story fits the picture well.
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Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
DJ
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