Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Dashing Through the Snow

Today’s prompt: This wasn’t where he wanted to be.

        Squinting into the night, Sam clutched the steering wheel. The windshield wipers couldn’t keep up with the blast of snow, and the visual effect was like traveling at light speed in a Star Wars movie.  But Sam wasn’t flying the Millennium Falcon. He was lost on a two-lane highway in southeastern Idaho.
        This wasn’t where he wanted to be. He was supposed to be at the staff Christmas party. Sam’s jaw tightened. They were probably exchanging white elephants by now.
        He glanced in the rear-view mirror and saw flashing lights.
        A plow truck! The best white elephant of all.

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