Thursday, October 1, 2015

100 Words a Day 710

While Jess was putting the driver down, Rex inserted a tube into the car and began siphoning gas out of the tank. The tube was clear, allowing him to avoid getting a mouthful when the gas started to flow. He eyed their surroundings as the gas can filled; you could never be too careful in The Wastes.

The can was half full when he noticed a dark spec on the horizon, heading for them.

“Jess, we’ve got company.”

“Shit,” she said. “How are we on the gas?”

“About halfway.”


Jess coaxed the vehicle to life, and eyed the speck nervously.

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