desert ride

innocence takes the upper hand, expediency joins with desperate measures called upon in moments cry for self preservation

he picked her up, 
a hitch hiker in these days and times
outdated move given the times
so un-groovy, so far from the 60's
she didn’t care, 
she didn’t keep up with current events
or trends, she just accepted the ride
after all she was into getting from 
point A to B, important stuff
didn’t care about fashion
or making a statement
no fragrant hair or painted lips
boarded the suv and kept him company 
down the southern highway
headed for the new mexican desert town of sedona
but he had other ambitions
two thirds down the road and driving
making loose conversation 
he pulled it over and told her to get out
which she did
he tried to pull out his gun but she cut it off
took control of his car
kicked him to the shoulder and shot him
in the groin severing a femoral artery
which stained the gravel red
she sped off
arrived in sedona 5 hours later
she got a job as a tour guide in the high desert
no one ever tracked the crime back to her
didn’t matter anyway, 
’cause we dear reader(s) 
know he was the perpetrator
the dirt bag that tried to molest, 
rape and then murder her 
converted to a road kill 
deprived the vultures’ feast due to
a road crew that bagged the corpse
in the early morn’
and tossed it into their county garbage truck

Reviews

[Tom27]

That girl is a badass. I enjoyed the mini story. Looking forward for more