“Dad, what happened to the car?”
“Lucas! How are you, my son? It’s so good to see you!”
“Dad, the car?”
Lucas watched his father’s eyes, searching for any sign that he would try and cover up the truth, but all he saw was an innocent joy.
“I’m sorry Lucas, but I don’t know what you mean.”
“Dad, you took the car today, remember? You went to the store. Did you hit something?”
His dad’s filmy blue eyes took on a puzzled look. “Lucas, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve been here all day.”
Lucas realized, probably too late, that his dad’s driving days were over.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly flash fiction prompt where we are given a photo and asked to write a 100 word story – beginning, middle and end. This one came in at 109 words.
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