The Car

Flash Fiction

The Car

Daisy stood next to the window and slowly pulled the curtain aside so she could see out, without being seen. The car that pulled up in front of the house was new. Not a new car, just one that Daisy had never seen before. She was trying to see who was in it.

Their neighborhood was not near any stores. People seldom parked in front of any house on their block unless they were actually going to that house. Daisy had never seen that car before.

She could see that someone was in it, things moving like someone organizing what was on the passenger seat. But so far nobody was getting out of it.

Daisy wasn’t usually nervous, being sixteen, she was practically an adult! But today she was home alone and she knew for a fact that the front and back doors were not locked. The front door didn’t even have a lock at the moment. It had broken and Dad hadn’t installed the new one yet. Her parents were still debating if getting a new door was a good idea.

The car door opened a bit. Daisy could still see that someone was moving around in there. Hanging over the front seat reaching into the back. Then suddenly the person popped out the front door and quickly got into the back. Too quickly for Daisy to see who it was. Someone not too big, it looked like a woman, well at least didn’t look like a man. Men always look bigger, especially across the shoulders.

Frustrated, Daisy decided to go down. Mr. Jenks was out on his front lawn now; Daily could yell to him if it was a scary stranger…

It wasn’t. It was her best friend Linda! Linda’s father bought her a car!!! Whoopee!!!