First Offense
He took a cursory look at the damage. Just a paint scratch, really—one that could probably be removed from his back bumper with a little turpentine. Taking a look at the vehicle that had rear-ended him at the street light, he doubted that it had insurance, so it was a good thing that he’d already decided that there was no need to file a claim or to persecute the offender. It would make a good yarn once he got to the office and a perfect excuse for his being late.
“Better stay on the sidewalk after this,” he yelled at the back of the toddler pedaling his toy car quickly away from the scene of the crime, his little friend in the toy patrol car pedaling down the sidewalk after him in pursuit, red light blinking, siren wailing as they rounded the corner.
The prompts for today are yarn, being, cursory, and persecute.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/21/rdp-82-yarn/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/08/21/fowc-with-fandango-being/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/08/21/cursory/
Now that’s a tall tale.
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Actually, they were pretty short! ;o)
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Haha.
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Love it!
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A very cute little yarn indeed.
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Thanks, Fandango..you contributed one word to it!!! Think of all the writing you prompt.
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Love it. The adult could still appreciate what it was to be a little kid.
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I know.. that image of a little kid out in traffic can be sort of horrifying as well, but perhaps he was still in his driveway.. Whatever the situation was, he was safe on the sidewalk at the end, albeit with the kiddie cop in close pursuit.
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Brilliant – I chuckled
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Funny! You are good at these twisted tales, Judy.
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They always surprise me when then turn out with a twist, V.J. I think some spirit force invades me when I write these as I usually surprise myself as well. I know that my rhymed poems don’t have much literary merit but I love writing them so I’m just giving myself permission to be unserious and have fun.
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We write for ourselves first. Your poems are genius, Judy. Who says they have no merit? Banish that critic
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Glad to have you on my side, dearie.
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I don’t mean they have no merit. I just mean that I don’t think they’d be taken seriously in “the” literary poetry world. On the other hand, I don’t take it completely seriously, either. Shhhh. Don’t tell.
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Ha ha, I’m with you on that one.
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Haha, cute story. A happy twist at the end.
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I had no idea how that was going to end at the offset. That’s what is fun about rhyme. It leads you into some novel endings.
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Cute😊
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Oh, I could just see my little grandson in this one!
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Ha. Fictional, but fun to conjure up.
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Not unlike getting whacked by a rolling supermarket cart. Nobody at the wheel!
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The wind did it.
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Wow :’)
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;o)
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