Crow blinked. The sign didn't change.
Crow, keep going.
She looked forward incredulously, almost expecting to see some slight change in the road - some path that she hadn't noticed.
The construction was still there, working on the interchange that was supposed to relieve traffic congestion, but everyone knew would make it worse.
The car behind Crow honked. She looked at the sign again.
Well?
Taking a deep breath, Crow shuddered onto the broken concrete, broke through a warning sign, and trundled up the unfinished slope.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
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5 comments:
Hmmm... not quite sure what to make of this one.
Must every story have something made of it?
Not necessarily; you have a point.
"...supposed to relive traffic congestion..."
relieve or relive?
Meh!
Fixed.
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