Storied Orlando – Chapter 63: Truck

Storied Orlando
Chapter 63: Truck

Karen tripped, but she felt no fear. A giggle rolled through her head recalling the thought she pushed out of her mind this morning – these heels will end me. As she fell into the intersection of Central and Magnolia she saw the white delivery truck roaring her way almost as if she were seeing it from a nether region. She knew it would connect with her head. She heard more than one person shriek. Still she felt no fear. My poor sister said all my hours on the cushion meditating were bullshit, she mused.  It was her last Karen thought.

Storied Orlando is a micro story project by Scottie Campbell. Each story is 100 words or less. Even in the shadow of the mouse, shit happens.

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