Yep, it's Six Sentence Sunday time.
Brakes screeching, gears crunching, Gill swerved and
almost didn’t hit it – but she clipped its rear. Shaking and furious at herself for not
noticing the lights had changed to red, she climbed out of her car. The driver
of the Astra she had pranged, unfolded his legs and got out. At
least he's OK, Gill thought.
‘Are you…,’ Gill began, then
stopped. 'You!’
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Enjoy!
Well I have had half of that experience personally... (and not the good half). Nicely written
ReplyDeleteSorry I have taken so long to reply, busy busy week of editing! Yes, me too, many year ago my Mini was sandwiched between a lorry and a bus and my driver's caved in. On reflection, I was super lucky!
DeleteNice! Definitely makes me want to read on to see who he is...
ReplyDeleteoh, he's yummy! However, take a peek at this week's. Is it him again or not?
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