Three Strikes

Last “Faith from Ruin” post ~ Leave it Behind 

She threw the phone across the cab of the car. Shane’s number and ringtone. Already two phone calls. She wasn’t interested in more threats, the same crap hashed over a third time. This was not going to be a bowling turkey with three strikes because there were no benefits, no good outcome from yet another conversation. This was more like baseball, three strikes and you’re out.

When Clara stopped the night before in Hamilton she spent some precious money on a room. The Denny’s waitress told her Millie’s Tavern rented rooms upstairs. A scaled-down version of a “No Tell Motel”.  She and Lucy got some much needed sleep in a real bed. Today she was determined to get another 800 miles down the road. That morning in Denny’s she did some Google Map research on their free wifi. She needed to find state highways through small towns. She would continue ever westward to get them in the middle of Iowa by the end of the day. Whatever town she found herself in at the end of they day would become their new home.

Lucy sat in the backseat playing games on Clara’s iPad. She found it under the passenger seat while retrieving a dropped purple crayon. Clara wondered when she rushed out of the house where it was, but hurried packing prevented extravagant searching. She was relieve for another distraction for Lucy and thrilled the battery wasn’t dead.

She found herself relaxing as the distance grew. The landscape changed and every town they passed through offered something interesting. Clara and Lucy made a game of finding something weird or funny in each town and when they did, Lucy drew a picture.

They gathered miles and drove from day to night. Road signs declared Spencer would be the last town. A billboard caught her attention. An image of Jesus at a door and the caption,

“Knock and it shall be opened.
St. James Catholic Church-Our doors are always open.”

Spencer was end of the road and so she decided to find the church.


This week Trifecta is asking for 33-333 words using the third definition of the word TURKEY.

1: a large North American gallinaceous bird (Meleagris gallopavo) that is domesticated in most parts of the world
2: failure, flop; especially : a theatrical production that has failed
3: three successive strikes in bowling
4: a stupid, foolish, or inept person

Hoobastank’s “Dissappear” fits Clara and Lucy’s escape. Clara needs to make them disappear and find a place to begin again.

Trifecta: Week 92

Trifecta: Week 92


10 comments on “Three Strikes

  1. jannatwrites says:

    Nice continuation of the story! I hope they’ve put enough distance between them to be safe.


  2. Quickstepp says:

    Their stressful escape is not one I’d wish for! Ugh, my stomach hurts just thinking about it….that and eating at Denny’s. 🙂


    • debseeman says:

      Stressful yes. I’m nervous for them too. 🙂 Denny’s has been on the brain since we ate there twice while on vacation. The one we were at wasn’t bad.


  3. Lance says:

    Ha! at Melissa’s comment. I like the little break from dialogue because you give some anticipation of what’s about to happen. Great last paragraph.


  4. Draug419 says:

    An interesting new part for this interesting story. Great work fitting in the prompt.


  5. All praise the power of the iPad.
    Another wonderful continuation. Thank you for linking up!


  6. I couldn’t help linking to the baseball strikes either! Nice transmission of the harried exit, and the slow relaxation that comes with distance.


  7. Christine says:

    This is tense. You’ve got some great details in here that make it feel very real. Nice job!


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