“I’d like to take a few days to make the trip, book a sleeper on the Spirit of ‘76.”
“You’re going to travel on President Nixon’s Air Force One?”
“Sorry, I meant the Spirit of St. Louis.”
“Lindy’s been gone a long time now, and I’m pretty sure his plane is in the Smithsonian, and anyway I thought you don’t like to fly.”
“Oh sheesh, I mean the Spirit of New Orleans, like the train in the song, you know, I’ll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.”
“I’ll book you on the City of New Orleans, if you’ll please stop singing.”
This flash is in response the Six Sentence Stories cue of the week: spirit. I know it’s weird, but it’s where the prompt led. All I did was follow. Follow the link for fun sixes from other writers.