The Deserted Car
‘Every deserted car has a tale to tell,’ Jimmy said in an ominous voice.
His friend wasn’t impressed.
‘What’s the tale this car is telling?’
Jimmy pretended to seriously ponder for a few seconds, ‘I think someone deliberately left this car here to hide something…..perhaps a dead body….. I saw a movie…..the goons killed a girl and left her in the boot of a car…’
‘Let’s go and check…. there may…. in this car also’
Jimmy felt scared but reluctantly followed his friend. He had to act bravely; he was two years older.
The friend opened the boot of the car and shrieked in terror.
A post for Friday Fictioneers
Word count 105