Shiny Dreams

One Word: Chrome

It was bright yellow, with a black convertible top.  Chrome wheels and chrome around the headlights.  She couldn’t wait to drive it off the lot.  She closed the door, put on her seatbelt and breathed in the new car smell.  She pulled out of the parking lot, adjusting the radio as the eighteen wheeler shifted to another gear.

2 thoughts on “Shiny Dreams

  1. Dee

    It’s the times LOL – my mood seems to poke through…have been feeling a bit like I’ve been run over by a truck myself!

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