The phone rang after he arrived home.
“This is Winchester Hospital. Is this Michael Faulkner?”
“It is.” He wiped the blood from the Mercedes’ right fender.
“I’m afraid your daughter was involved in a hit-and-run accident on Salem Street.”
Michael didn’t reply, instead staring at the blood-stained rag he held.
S.D. Curran wrote this story.
The night road is bitter and black. His old, tired eyes are no match for it.
The radio static buzzes, an earful of gnats. He drives along. The tires thump rhythmically against the gravel.
A blur dashes into the road. Thump. He doesn’t see it. THUMP. He keeps on driving.
Emily Ruth Verona received her Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing and Cinema Studies from the State University of New York at Purchase. She lives in New Jersey.
As Don drove, he reveled in this week’s ecstasies: a promotion, the Humanitarian Award, and his engagement.
He bent to answer his phone, looked up to see red–the traffic light–heard a thud, and saw red again in his mirror, oozing from a still body.
He hit the gas.
Bryan Joyner is a middle-aged banker who read about 50-word stories in Daniel Pink’s book “A Whole New Mind”, and began using the concept to connect with his two college age children. Each of them write stories and send them to each other for feedback.