Lost in a Labyrinth
A short story by: Jonathan D.
Whitlock
I was barely
ready for the event when it was announced “Here we are! Everybody out!” Soon,
we were in the middle of the cultural craziness that we call a corn maze.
“Can’t you just smell the cultural heritage here?” mom asked. I took a deep
breath, and I don’t think that was cultural heritage that I smelled.
It was after
wandering around for several hours, that my brother Mike whined, “Momm, I’m
hungry!” Dad soon asked, “Was that a Taco Bell that we just passed back there?”
“Floyd, this is a corn maze not a highway. Stop being a smart aleck!”
After the
skies began to get dark it was determined that we were lost. “See that?” I
said, “Follow the light!” I pointed to a light that appeared up ahead. I guess
it was a spotlight or something. We kept wandering. After several search groups
were sent to look for us, we were spotted by a surveillance team. The papers
were alerted, and soon we found we were heading back home. To Detroit.
