53 Word Story

SCRUB & EXPUNGE

My daily commute is thirty five minutes. Traffic-free it is a breeze – the slightest congestion and it is shackling. Last week, Johnny Law refused to curb his vehicle and we lost an entire lane. 

Sally swerved and barely missed ol’ Johnny. Me? I wasn’t so lucky. 

Now, instead of a commute I seek commutation.


PRESS 53

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