Time for another installment of Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. 100 words or so based on the image below. Click on the link (after this piece) and come join us!
We were driving down Main Street. It was the last practice run before my daughter, Sara’s, driving test. “You probably won’t get tested on this but it’s worth practicing one more time.” I said.
“What’s that, Dad?” Sara asked.
“Parallel parking. Pull up here, at the Exxon Building, and park in front,” I instructed.
“Turn more left now, Sara.”
The car jerked suddenly.
And then it was too late. We’d backed into the building’s front window. The glass seemed so thin when it shattered, and the car leaked a bit of oil onto the lobby floor.
photo prompt – © Marie Gail Stratford