Coincidence
by A. J. Alan
This is the story of a coincidence. At any rate I call it a coincidence.
The road where I live is very long and very straight. It's paved with wood and well lighted after dark. The result is that cars and taxis going by during the night... often go quite fast. I don’t blame 'em. They hardly ever wake me unless they stop near the house.
However, about two months ago one did.
Horror, 20 minutes; PseudoPod #863, 28th April 2023