Sunday, July 26, 2009

Road Trip

by Kat

I make sure I speak loud enough for her to hear. “Look, babe… I’m sorry.”

“You should be, you son of a bitch!” Her muffled voice is beginning to sound tired.

I nod but continue driving in silence.

“If you’re so sor-”

I cut her off. “No, I’m not letting you out of the trunk.”

1 comment:

Kathleen A. Ryan said...

I like this story, and all of your stories, Kat!