Flash Fiction Entry 276 Words
|People like to buy into something even if it's not sensible. When they discover their life bores them with no change in sight, they look for a way out. That's what happened to me. It's strange because I was living my dream. Married, with two kids, a nice husband and a good job. I felt too settled, everything routine no excitement. Trapped in my thoughts of what I'd missed, I was ready for a change.
While waiting in the checkout line, I grabbed a magazine, eyeing the "Live Your Dream" article.
Later, that evening I read of couples living off the grid. Their stories energized me. With instructions on building a cabin, organic gardening and living without electricity.
My enthusiasm convinced my husband to buy into my dream. We bought land, a hippie van, and sold our house. With no driveway on our land , we cleared brush and lived in our van until we moved into our cabin. Solar panels and generators depleted our savings. Now my husband works at odd jobs and I sell crafts at the Farmer's Market. We don't mention our life in the city anymore or the things we miss.
Late at night I hear the scream. The first time I heard it, I elbowed my husband, but he didn't hear anything. Before the scream there is a moan, the sound of someone who has suffered a great loss. I cover my head with my pillow but the scream continues.
People like to buy into something even if it's not sensible. I lie awake at night and know that I'm hearing the scream of the woman who followed her dream.