Written as part of a challenge called Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner, https://rogershipp.wordpress.com/2016/04/14/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-week-16-2016/
“Those are the directions…” Michael looks at Jackson.
They look around. The GPS states you have arrived at your destination. The shopping mall looks nothing like “Garden of the Gods”.
“I think Siri heard Olive Garden!” Jackson points to a chain restaurant.
“Remember the map. You folded it. It had streets and highways. Green colors for parks. Hey, why don’t we ask directions?” Michael ponders throwing an apple as far as it will go.