Chapter 39: Stone
Her friends wondered: Why go to Cape Cod off-season, after Labor Day? But Lucille knew what she needed to do. Two years ago she had picked up the white stone, believing the ocean pushed it toward her when she noticed it. She took it back to her SoDo apartment. Soon she noticed the stone was never fully itself unless it was wet, so she kept it in the shower. But the thought ceasely nagged her: the stone wasn’t happy there. So OIA to Providence, two hours drive to Wellfleet, then a hike on the Great Island Trail to free it.
Storied Orlando is a short-short story project by Scottie Campbell. Each story is 100 words or less. Some of the stories are lovely, some less so, but they all want to be told.