spwilcen
Flash fiction – 100 words
Reunion
“Joe! Ain’t seen you since… Lessee, nineteen sixty-eight.”
“Over fifty years. 1967. Oklahoma City.”
“This is Oklahoma City.“
“Is it?”
“It is.”
“Hoped so. Looked familiar.”
“So. What brings you here? You were in D.C.? Retired?”
“Not actually.”
“Well. Gonna be here long?”
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“Remember that red MGB?”
“I do!”
“You were the only guy could tune it.”
“Didn’t know the carbs were impossible.”
“Did it by ear with a screwdriver.”
“Yeah…”
“Wanna take another crack at those carbs?”
“Still got that MGB?”
“Yep.”
“Bring it by. Not retired, huh?”
“No.”
“What?”
“Like you, last year.”
“What?”
“Died.”
— © spwilcen 2021
spwilcenwrites 12/2/2021
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