Mouse in the CarA Story by annapearlsatticAn unwelcome visitorAs a wedding present, my parents gave
us the car that I used when I was in high school. It was a green 1963
Chevy Impala that I named "Irene, The Green Machine.". Shortly after
the wedding, I was driving to work and it was raining hard.
Unfortunately, Irene's windshield wipers were on the fritz. As I was
creeping along, trying to see the narrow country road, I looked down at
the hump on the floor boards between the front seats. There, sitting
on his haunches and looking at me, was a little brown mouse. All rights reserved Copyright by AnnaPearlsAttic,LLC unpublished works 2016 annapearlsattic@yahoo.com annapearlsattic.BlogSpot.com Written By Sherone Taylor © 2016 annapearlsattic |
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