Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge
Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #377
The Getaway Driver
Nobody asked me if I had a license.
One minute I was guarding the yard, minding my business, the next—
“Stay in the truck,” my human said. “I’ll be right back.”
Right back?
That was twenty-three tail wags ago.
Now here I sat in the driver’s seat, trying to look responsible while suspicious humans walked past pretending not to notice. One lady even took a photo. Rude.
Truth was, my master had gone to negotiate with my ex.
Custody discussions.
I missed my puppies. Every squeaky bark. Every muddy pawprint.
The plan had been simple:
If negotiations failed…we’d go full getaway mode.
I placed one paw on the steering wheel.
Just in case.
Besides—I had watched my human drive enough times.
How hard could it be?
With love, coffee, poetry, and stardust,
— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫
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