Nobody Goes To Tucson In The Summer Time
This post is written for FFfAW (Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers).
Alfred knew it was time to leave.
Eleven years in a dead end job was enough. He was still single. He rented an old house his uncle owned. In fact he lived next door to his uncle. The winters were getting unbearable. This, plus the fact he had taken two weeks vacation last February and spent it in Arizona. He realized he was a huge bore.
So on July 1st he held a going away party where three of his friends showed up to say goodby. His mother and father were invited but did not attend.
So he got everything he owned and rented a four by six trailer and headed to Tucson Arizona. Empty beer cans fell off the rear bumper of the trailer as he sped away on his new adventure.