Read all the way, it is a good one. And well worth a reblog!
Last ride. I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, […]THE LAST RIDE – STORY — The Reluctant Poet