Friday Fictioneers photo from Fleur shows one of my irritations when driving at night; bright headlights from oncoming traffic. However, the rustic-red coloured sky is the lovely.
Thank you to Rochelle for the prompt and many other stories can be found HERE.
The Future is Bright
Don’t be angry John!
Forgiveness is humble, trust me.
Debbie, trust me! If only I can reach eighty-eight mph and drive into the white.
Then we will live a future of eternal happiness.
John, please slow down!
He pushed hard on the accelerator and drove into the oncoming light.
A horrendous roar of a foghorn exploded towards them.
Debbie grabbed the steering wheel and turned the car on to the verge.
The DeLorean rattled over the rough gravel and ground to a stop.
Oh, Debbie… I’m really sorry.
Please John, I forgot to feed Baxter.
And, he needs his walk.