“Whatcha thingk of (inaudible) show?” was lobbed at the back of Robert’s head, though he was busy loading his equipment.
“Such an incredible show!” Robert responded over his shoulder, therein realizing it was Laruby and catching the whiskey fumes pouring from his exhaust.
Laruby wanted to chat, but Robert wanted to begin traveling the three hours of road between him and home.
Robert tried every trick possible to not be lulled to sleep by the highway’s lines—open windows, blare the radio, count the landmarks leading home like breadcrumbs.
Relief washed over him as he pulled into the driveway.
Word Count: 100
Prompted from MMA Storytime’s 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://mmastorytime.com/2020/10/12/100-word-flash-fiction-challenge-37/.
Prompted from the Three Things Challenge at: https://christinebialczak.com/2020/10/26/three-things-challenge-400/.