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Knees – Short Story

Knees – Short Story

Here is this week’s short story, “Knees”. If you like my fiction, please buy a copy of my fiction collection, Crushes, available on Amazon in Print and on Amazon Kindle.

Knees

Mark drove as straight as he could after Betty pulled over when she screamed at the deer in front of us. We all laughed. Mark kept his head high and his smile on when the cop pulled us over for driving too slow. I explained that Betty had almost had an accident. The cop looked at Mark’s eyes with a light. The cop put Betty in handcuffs after she ran the car’s plate. She told us to tell her sister to come get her. Mark drove a little faster on the way home. When we got to his mom’s house, we laughed and he pulled back out to take me home. When we remembered we were in Betty’s car, we laughed again and we just went to my couch. He fell asleep with his hand in his pants. He woke me up when he yelled at someone outside the duplex for being too loud. When I told him that I thought I’d ordered pizza before I fell asleep, he told me he loved me and put his hands on my cheeks. We lay there, his knee folded into the back of mine, and laughed until we both fell asleep.

A few months later we heard Betty had moved to Salt Lake City and was set up with a job at a church. Mark still has her car parked in his mom’s garage. We laugh sometimes about it. I still never told him that I think it’s cool his legs have no tan lines.

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