The Keys

Johnny lingered on the New Mexico highway watching for a car or truck.

Late-summer heat bubbling forehead perspiration resembled the fresh-laid asphalt beneath his feet.  Imaginary water on the road steamed and humidified the air.
 
In the last hour, only a man driving a motor home raced by without intending to stop and help a stranger.

 

 Thirst and exhaustion racked his sweltering body, forcing him to lean against the rubber bumper.
 
 Finally he saw through the mirage a trucker driving a truckload of chili peppers to market. He slowed down out of curiousity.

 

“Oh, God bless you. I locked my keys in the car when nature called. Can you help me?”

 

“Sure.”

 

The farmer stepped down from his truck, grabbed a big rock and smashed open a window.

Reviews

[Albert Freeman]

lmao. Well he didn't specify how he wanted the man to help him! Another funny and brilliant short story.

[James K. Blaylock]

This is classic! Man, he could've died from the heat, but thanks to a guy with a rock he lives on to tell his dumb tale, lol!

jkb

[Nely Amorim]

lol...sometimes life's simplest answers are not so easy to see. We are conditioned to protect our possessions and value them more than our own personal safety and health. I like this story. a good lesson :)