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Friday Fictioneers – I’ll Let You Drive

(Author’s Note: Wahoo! Another week! For those who wrote related to my photo last week, I will be dropping comments this week. Thank you for all the creativity, and I cannot wait to actually respond properly. As for me…here’s this week’s work!)

© Liz Young

I’ll Let You Drive

by Miles H. Rost

“Alright, Hye-Jin, put the car in reverse and slowly back out.”

Cho Hye-Jin moved her shaking hand to the gearshift, and put it in reverse. Slowly, she pressed on the accelerator, yet the car still lurched.

“It’s okay, Hye-Jin. It’s your first day. We’re not expecting perfection.”

She took a quick breath, and slowly maneuvered the car backwards. She put on brakes and shifted into drive.

“Okay, now turn right out of–“

A blaze of tabby orange.

The squealed meow across the hood of the car.

The push of a gas pedal.

*CRASH*

“Wangjiangnim…”

“Yes?”

“I let you drive”

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Friday Fictioneers – Rush Hour

(Author’s Note: I have this strange feeling that I’m about to get blindsided with something at work, and things are in a lot of flux right now. I’ll be continuing at this level until, likely, February. To which I’ll be packing up and on the way back to the States. So I’ll try to keep up. Just beware. Here’s today’s fictioneers!)

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© Sandra Crook

Rush Hour

by Miles H. Rost

Preston’s first date in 12 years shouldn’t have ended up like this: Stuck on the interstate in a traffic jam.

He also didn’t expect his date to be flushed and shaking.

“Melanie, what’s going on now?”

“I…can’t hold on much longer.”

Preston’s eyes nervously looked over.

“You gotta hold on! Grrrrrr…”

He looked to his right. Clearance.

He gunned the engine and sped past a light pole. Fingers and horns went everywhere.

Minutes later, he finally pulled up to a building. He quickly got out and opened the door for Melanie.

She bounced out, tabby cat latched to her arm.

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