Fate, Hope, Friendship, Foe
ShortStory 3,754 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"The sign for the exit said FATE in blocky white letters, with an arrow pointing the way to town. The old woman laughed and drove on. The highway unwound before her like a spool of frayed grey ribbon. Once the jewel of America, now the system was cracked and crumbling..."
Quasar links out; the story lives on Uncanny, where the author gets the click.