Kiely double-parked next to a police cruiser, its lights flashing.
As he exited, a uniform yelled. ‘You can’t park there!’ Quickly followed by ‘Sorry, boss!’
The sheriff approached a fireman whose yellow hat was tipped back.
‘How the hell did it get up there?’ He gestured at the car, most of which had penetrated the second story wall above a pizzeria.
‘Good question,’ Jones said. ‘Beats me.’
‘Anyone injured?’
‘Just the driver. Scared a mother and her teenage son half to death. And a man half-killed himself choking on a slice of pizza.’
‘Miracle he wasn’t eating a front grill.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
Now I really want to know what happened to that car and how it got there, Rob. Really engaging story.
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