« David: Autobiographical?! I Have No Idea What You're Talking About | Main | Ted: Inner Voice »

April 17, 2007

Jeff R.:Introspection Can Be a Killer

Nobody to blame but myself. Caught up thinking about Sasha, I didn't notice the Benz until I was on the offramp. By the time I reached the stoplight, he was so close his snaggle-teeth filled my rearview mirror.

The light turned. The Mustang ahead of me sat there. Damn; I was more distracted than I thought if they got a lead and a follow. I hit the floorboards before I realized I'd seen a barrel. The windshield's glass showered my back as I groped under the passenger seat. Not for a gun; I was already wearing three. For a grenade.

Bookmark: del.icio.usDiggreddit


Check before you post!