The Dirt Road

(September 14, 2022)


 You idiot! You took a wrong turn. This is a road to nowhere.”

“Oh, I don’t know. You never know where it might take us.”

“It looks dark and kind of creepy.”

“But but look at how the sunlight filters through the trees. Oh! Did you see that?”

“What! What was it?”

“A doe and two fawns.”

“I thought maybe it was Bigfoot, or something.”

“Now that would be something to see, wouldn’t it?”

“At least it’s a decent road, for now anyway. Promise me you’ll turn around if it gets bad.”

“Oh, I will! I wouldn’t want to get the car dirty and scratched up.”

Robert and Becky drove on for what seemed miles but at twenty-five miles an hour you don’t get very far very fast. The road was straight and flat with no hills or curves.

“It’s so pretty and peaceful back here. Just listen to the birds, and the air is so fresh,” Becky said taking a deep breath.

Before long the road paralleled a river that got smaller as they followed it upstream. “Hey look,” Robert said. “The road ends up ahead.”

When they reached the end of the road they got out of the car to look around, finding a spring that was the headwaters of the river they had been driving along.

Sticking her hand in to test the water, Becky said, “The water is warm!”

To Robert’s astonishment, Becky threw off all of her clothes and settled into the spring.

“Hey, babe, why don’t you join me?”

Nervously Robert looked to make sure there was no one around.

“There’s no one within miles. Come on. I dare you.”

Seeing Becky through the crystal clear water made her invitation irresistible, so Robert took off his clothes and joined her.

That was fifty years ago when he was thirty-two and she was thirty. Since then they haven’t aged a day.

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