Short Fiction

Every 1000 Miles

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Every 1000 Miles

Throwing the wrench to the gravel, Gloria wiped oily sweat from her brow, glared at Autrey and cried, “I’m just not getting this figured out, what’s the point if I keep doing this wrong?”

Chawing on his last wad of tobacco, Autrey spat out a bit, winked at his bride, and spoke, “Aww Glo, baby, you knows how to do this, just give yourself another chance, you’ve helped me many times, I know you got this.”

Sucking in a deep breath, then swigging her sweet tea, Gloria scratched her greased up nose and squatted by the pickup, “I just can’t seem to get that filter loose, it usually comes right off, I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“Lemme check somethin’, baby,” Crouching down on the ground, Autrey peered under the truck and looked around, sliding underneath on the tarp, he tapped around the filter and it came right off; All knowing that Gloria didn’t see him take the filter off, he slightly set it so it would easily come off, “it’s looking okay, babe, just give it another try, sometimes these things can be stubborn.”

Sliding back under the pickup, Gloria got the filter undone and completed the oil change, with no more hitches; gleaming at the thought of a job well done, she grinned at Autrey and said, “it just needed your magic touch, honey, thank you.”

And so it went every so often until it was time; allowing for the pain and resolution of life’s span they bantered over changing the oil, every 1,000 miles; until Gloria was on her own, when she changed the oil on the old pickup, she heard a tap, tap, tap and Autrey saved her, one more time.

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6 Sentence Story – Henpecked

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“You ain’t got no drive,” Ellie spoke to Sam, “If it weren’t for bein’ hungry I swear you’d sleep all day long.”

“Shucks Ellie, I got plenty of drive, you jus’ don’ see it ‘cause you sit all day at that TV and watch soap shows and when you ain’t doin’ that you be gossipin’ with Sharlene about who knows what.”

“Sam James, you don’ even know what you be talkin’ ‘bout, ‘cause I make sure you get plen’y to eat and clean up yore messes.”

Sam went to the garage and brought in a cardboard box and slid it across the table toward Ellie, “Here’s somethin’ to show you how much drive I got, Ellie dear;”
Ellie looked in the box and gasped, she pulled out a pair of earrings, sparkling with amethyst crystals, dangling from a silver post, gathering her thoughts, she stated, “Oh my Sam, these are beautiful; where did you find these… how did you find the money?”

“Well, Ellie, it’s from cleanin’ up the henhouse; I found these on the ground, right next to the black lace scarf I gave mama; Wait, are those sirens I hear?”

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