Friday Fictioneers is here! Enjoy!
by Miles H. Rost
“Got it loaded up?” Mark asked.
“Yeah. Took about an hour to do, but she’s still in good condition,” his brother, Peter, replied.
When they first saw the old jalopy, they knew that they had to have her. But it cost almost everything they had to get it from the owner, who hated what it was and was leaving it to rot.
“Can’t believe how much it took to get her out of that prison. But just wait, with a little time, we’ll get her running again. I mean, we already got her looking clean.”
The car beamed in the sunshine, free.