FLASH
FICTION
FRIDAY
Urgent
Delivery
Just my fucking
luck, snow. Today of all fucking days I thought to myself as I
hurriedly cleared the fresh white covering from my car. Of all the
days I hadn't got the time to fuck about today was that day.
The roads would be
absolute chaos, gritters were rarely seen nowadays and everyone who
was driving would be slower than ever and time was not on my side.
The goods in my trunk had to be delivered, no matter what and if they
weren't I wouldn't get paid and it would be me that would be left to
dispose of his fucking body.
©JSMorbius2013
