#WritcoStoryPrompt8
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh.
Right beside her stood two huge bags. She couldn't believe what she was doing. should she, she thought to herself until she heard the sounds of a car horn outside. she shook her head. she'd be back, she just didn't know when. Her body trembled as she...