Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest. But I feel this was nothing unusual and very much aligned with his childhood escape pattern.
As a child his escape cocoons were weirder. If some sibling got a wonderful birthday present, then locking himself inside his cupboard was a sure way to compel his parents to buy him a better gift. Hiding under the bed for hours was also his favorite; leaving his pampering mom with no choice but to cook the food he loved. Once he deliberately got lost in a big supermarket till his anxious parents reported to the police, only to find their teenager just around the corner.
The family escaped the tantrums when he got married. Let his wife bear the brunt! Since he could no more fit under his bed, if offended, he would vanish into his garage tool-room or sports club for hours and hours.
The couple’s new house is close to a forest so after their latest tiff, he went to the forest, threatening to never come back.
Possibly it was only a threat and due to fear of wild animals he returned back soon. Possibly he never returned. I’m not sure.
This was my flash fiction/short story for ‘Mondays Finish the Story’ challenge by Barbara Beacham. We are provided with a photo prompt as well as the first sentence to begin the story, after which we finish it.
Are you an escapist?