Is that the time already?
I muttered in my mind
Peering at my watch
I could have gone on my own
It was fine
The passenger seat was comfortable
The engine was almost silent
But loud enough to know the car was speeding
The road stretched endlessly
But the journey was abruptly short
*
As I looked around I saw little of interest
Not much at all, only a few blades of grass on dirt patch
'I'm sorry' he said
I peered at my watch
It had stopped completely
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 2:31 PM UTC
Is that the time already?
I muttered in my mind
Peering at my watch
I could have gone on my own
It was fine
The passenger seat was comfortable
The engine was almost silent
But loud enough to know the car was speeding
The road stretched endlessly
But the journey was abruptly short
*
As I looked around I saw little of interest
Not much at all, only a few blades of grass on dirt patch
'I'm sorry' he said
I peered at my watch
It had stopped completely
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