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open_on_sundaytheme this week was 'transportation' I finally got to write it.
Copper’s Got a Gun
Open road, the wind in his hair, and a low growl that was coming from him, not the car...the police siren was the cherry on the cake.
He had his papers ready, and an apology prepared, but when he met the policeman’s curious eyes his assurance faltered.
“I know you, mister?”
Giles twisted around to stare at the cruiser. Even from here he could see the dents in the hood. Joyce’s elbows...
“No, but I – I’m most dreadfully sorry.”
The policeman shrugged. “First time. I’ll let you off. Don’t let it happen again.”
“Oh, it won’t.”
Only in my dreams.
open_on_sundaytheme this week was 'transportation' I finally got to write it.Copper’s Got a Gun
Open road, the wind in his hair, and a low growl that was coming from him, not the car...the police siren was the cherry on the cake.
He had his papers ready, and an apology prepared, but when he met the policeman’s curious eyes his assurance faltered.
“I know you, mister?”
Giles twisted around to stare at the cruiser. Even from here he could see the dents in the hood. Joyce’s elbows...
“No, but I – I’m most dreadfully sorry.”
The policeman shrugged. “First time. I’ll let you off. Don’t let it happen again.”
“Oh, it won’t.”
Only in my dreams.