Keeping it short on Saturdays!

“Pardon me, sir? Are you from around here? I’m a bit lost…” the young woman asked Dave.

Dave looked at his watch anxiously, then at the light about to change. If he hurried he could still make it on time…

“Sir? Please?”

He spared a glance and saw a woman who looked vaguely familiar. In her winter coat and pants he couldn’t quite place the blonde hair or the smooth skin, but the eyes were the same blue flecked with gold he remembered from his mother. In hindsight, that’s probably why he responded.

“Yes, where are you looking for?” Behind him he heard the screech of tires and a car careened directly behind him and slammed into a parked car just mere feet away with an explosion of shattered glass and crumpled metal.

He looked at the skid marks and instantly knew if he hadn’t turned around to talk to the woman he would have been directly in the cars path. He turned to the woman and she was completely gone.