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Roundabout Fury

‘The phrase “ignore it and it will go away.” does NOT apply to being chased by a dozen cop cars… trust me on this one. ‘ Amy swore and pressed herself into the passenger side door as Ken flicked off his indicator and skidded around the roundabout at sixty. ‘For fu-‘ Her words disappeared as the car clipped one of the council’s new ‘keep our streets clean initiative’ bins and rubbish exploded across the car windscreen.

‘Can you believe the weather?’ Ken tutted and turned the windscreen wipers on. ‘I blame global warming.’

Behind them the screech of the police sirens grew.

‘Shall we have some Radio?’ Ken asked, already reaching for the dial.

‘Ken!’ Amy lunged for the steering wheel and wrenched it towards her as they began veering right.

‘Shit, Amy!’

They hit the curb, and then the flower bed of freshly sprouted daffodils, before the eventual howling whine of the town park’s wrought iron fencing. Coughing on the smoke now pouring from the engine, Amy fumbled for her seat belt. Across from her Ken groaned and wiped the blood from beneath his left eyebrow.

‘Jeez Amy, what’s got into you?’

‘Me!’ Amy spluttered. ‘What’s got into me? What’s got into you more like! I told you to let it go! There is more than one pack of crisps in the world! If you had bloody listened none of this would have happened!’

‘But…’ Ken wilted beneath her glower. ‘They were cheese and onion.’

‘My mother was right,’ said Amy. ‘I should have divorced you after the truffle incident.’


 

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Written for the prompt ”The phrase “ignore it and it will go away.” does NOT apply to being chased by a dozen cop cars… trust me on this one. ‘ from Promptuarium.

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.

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