Friday Fictioneers – Get To You

(Author’s note: So, a lot of stuff happened in the last month that’s caused me to lose focus. Being in a shared house provides responsibilities that one has to take seriously. So now that I’m on a vacation from work, and just resting up, I’m back to getting in the swing of it. So, for the last post of 2021… enjoy!)

Get To You

by Miles H. Rost

A historic hotel in a sea of skyscrapers was not where Mitch wanted to be.

Making the most of a family reunion trip, however, it was better than nothing. It was also free, which helped numb some of the sting.

Mitch walked out to the street. As he reached the curb, the slippery ground gave out from under him.

*THWACK*

Within seconds, he was stunned and couldn’t breathe. After a few more seconds, he was staring into the eyes of a passing nurse with the most stunning maize-colored hair.

“Dinner?” he croaked out.

“Breathe first, dinner after,” she replied, smugly.

Friday Fictioneers – Ridin’ With The King

(Author’s note: I was unfortunately detained for a month handling the issues of a new roommate for the house. But, since the lease for the new roommates has been sent (and is being signed), I can get back to weekly posts! Here’s the latest!)

© Claire Fuller

Ridin’ With The King

by Miles H. Rost

Leon hoist himself out from under the chassis of a 57′ Bel Air.

He loved to work on the old cars, and having his own shop was a point of pride for the young looking man.

Hearing the familiar dings of a customer pulling up, he walked out into the hot air and shielded his face.

He was looking into a 1977 Ford Mustang with Shelby-Cobra emblems. A 289 engine. Whoever this person was, they knew what they were doing.

“Can I help ya?”

“Can you look under the hood and see if I got a leak?”

Leon grinned.