photo by Mike Wilson

Never take Route 7 after 2 am; never stop at that service station after midnight; and never ever be on that highway on Halloween.

My gas gauge has been dipping toward “E” since my recklessness spirited me out of the cabin after Daryl and I argued over where we were spending Thanksgiving.

Warnings toss through my head as I pull into the station where a “service” sign flickers, but another car’s being gassed up and with relief I glance over at it just as a bloodied hand smears the inside passenger window.

end 10/9/2016

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S. Darlington

Three Line Tales, Week 36