No Excuses

Today’s prompt: I offer no excuses

        Brandon stood before the judge, head bowed and heart thumping. His lawyer and coached him on what to say, but he couldn’t remember any of it right now. After a three week trial, he finally had a chance to explain what had happened.   

        The eye-witness accounts had been damning, though the forensic evidence had been inconclusive.

        The judge leered at him from the bench.”What do you have to say for yourself, young man?” 

        Brandon swallowed hard. Finally, he spoke. “I offer no excuses. I did it, and I’m glad I did it. And I’d do it again. ”

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Crush Hour

        It was crush hour in Los Angeles—trucks to the right of me, cars to the left. Five lanes of traffic had crawled to a stop and I was due at a meeting in twenty minutes. I thumbed the office number.

        My secretary answered. “Where are you?” she demanded. “The Avenger's here.”

        “Stuck on the 2-oh-5.”

        “Shall I call Superman?” she whispered.

        “What could he do?”

        “Give you a literal lift.”

        I couldn’t see any other way out of this mess. “Sure,” I said, smiling at myself in the rearview mirror. “I’ll promise him a role in my next blockbuster.”

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