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Sunday Drivers

23 Aug

Driving down the highway Sidney looked over to Ana to see if she was hanging in there.

“Ya’ll right?” he asked.

She didn’t answer. A million things were racing through her mind. The principle thought was jail. She didn’t want to go back. Sidney, on the other hand, never thought more than a few moments into the future. He was very animalistic in that way.

A strong chemical smell made its way into Ana’s nostrils. Her head was hurting and her stomach was already upset from the day old truck stop coffee she downed for breakfast with five sugar packets. A wave of nausea washed over her. Her hands were shaking.

“Can you roll down the window?” She practically whispered; her jaw trembling.

“Huh?” was her response.

She let it go. She felt that if she opened her mouth again, it would be more than words coming out. The windows had to be kept shut despite the extreme desert heat so the illegal chemical smell would not make its way to the olfactory system of a lawman.

Sidney lit a cigarette and that was enough to put Ana over the edge. It was almost immediate, the first waif of smoke made its way up her nose and bile started to rise from her stomach then made its way through her throat out her mouth and ended up on the sun dried and cracked pleather dashboard.

“Fuck” Sidney grunted.

Ana could not even manage a response. As a tear ran down the side of her face, she silently thought to herself, Sunday car rides with Granpa were so much better.

Note from the author: If you wish to see the story continued, please say so in the comments section and the author will kindly oblige.

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9 Aug

Breaking the shackles of bondage is a tough thing to do.

Even with the fence left wide open, it is not so easy to walk off the farm.

Every muscle in your body freezes. Your thoughts slow to a crawl.

By the time you work up the courage to go the guard has his scope trained on you.

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The dog and the skunk

6 Aug

dog and skunk

 

A dog was walking through a forest one day and he came upon a skunk. They both froze. They stared at each other waiting for the other to make the first move. Unfortunately for the dog, the skunk make the first move. It bit a large chunk of flesh from the dog’s face.

The dog quickly retreated and the skunk slowly plodded away. The dog was in agonizing pain. He could not see out of his right eye and no air was passing through his blood-caked nose. As he wandered whimperinly he fell into a pond. He felt relieved as the water washed away the dried blood and he was able to breathe through his nose again.

All of a sudden, he heard a loud noise. He jumped out of the pond to find that half of the forest was on fire. The crackling fire rapidly encroached upon him. He ran. He ran so fast that he had little control of his direction. He was still blind in one eye and was fumbling; trying to make do with the eye that worked. Then he heard a horrible scream.

An ungodly sound was coming from the edge of the fire. The dog looked back and saw a small figure writhing under a fallen branch. The dog went back to offer assistance. It was the skunk. The animal’s fur was singed by the unrelenting flames.

The dog nudged the scalding branch off the skunk with his injured face. He whimpered in pain. Then, he grabbed the skunk by the scruff of the neck and ran with the animal in his mouth. The dog ran and ran as the skunk passed in and out of consciousness.

When the dog got to a point where he sensed that the fire was no longer an immediate threat, he laid down and gently placed the wounded skunk on a pile of soft leaves. Hours passed as the dog waited alongside the skunk waiting patiently for it to recover. Finally, the skunk came to.

When the skunk regained full consciousness, he sensed the presence of the dog. It froze. The dog froze. Then all of a sudden, the skunk lunged at the dog, took a chunk out of the other side of the dog’s face and darted into the woods. Now the dog was blind in both eyes.