I checked the newspaper clipping, confirming once again that I was in the right place. Based on the description, I was, but this is the middle of nowhere. After all these years, this receptacle was the only object in the parking lot of the defunct truck stop. The perfect place to both lose something as well as get lost, never to be found again. According to the police report, the adoption files, and newspaper articles, I was both lost and found here. Now I was back, hoping to find the woman responsible for that turn of events.
The area was largest deserted, only the occasional car whizzing by in route to some unknown destination. As I sat along the road, my mind once again wondered about my birth mother. Who was she? Where was she from? Did she purposely drive to the middle of nowhere to abandon her infant? Did she want me to be found? Or was I left here to die? Did she simply drive away? Or did she wait, like me, along the side of the road, praying that someone would discover the car seat with the abandoned infant.
This is my inaugural offering for It’s All in Finding the Right Word’s Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner:
Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner is a weekly writing challenge designed for both the flash fiction newbie and the more experienced writer. It is the desire of this challenge to allow writers the opportunity to clear the cobwebs from a more tedious and involved project. Becoming a part of a new and growing writer’s community might be just what the doctor ordered to rejuvenate your writing juices.
The challenge includes a photo and quote prompt.
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