Friday Fictioneers: Driving Lesson
Ah, it’s so nice to do a Friday Fictioneers after so long! In case you don’t know, writers participating in Friday Fictioneers respond to a prompt with 100 words or less. Thank you to Rochelle for providing the following photo prompt.
“Dead slow, dead slow…”
C, B, A, C B, A, I chanted to myself. My foot edged towards the middle pedal. My eyes were fixed on the roundabout ahead.
“Dead slow, dead slow…!”
I nudged the pedal. This should be enou—
“Go, go, GO!”
My foot shuffled about. The car jerked like a rearing bull and I spun the steering wheel. We lurched towards the road ahead.
I barely breathed a sigh when a distant cloud of movement caught my eye.
Slow, I know, I thought. This driving lesson was about to get a lot more lively.
Thank you for reading! This story is based on personal experience – I learnt to drive in India one summer, and animals on the road are not uncommon. I hope you enjoyed reading (and that you caught my livestock pun, haha).
You can find more responses to this prompt here.
Until next time!