She stepped out from the convenience store at the end of the last shift of her life. Immediately, headlights appeared, speeding towards her across the parking lot. She smiled.
The car came to a pause before her. She grabbed her bags, got in, and turned to him beaming: “Let’s go.”
(In response to FranklyWrite’s 50-word story challenge)
I think “at the end of the last shift of her life” is an amazing phrase Liza. Well done
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Thanks, Robert!
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